Four Birthdays.

Here I sit,  in my local pub,  black coffee on the sticky red painted table and an instruction behind the bar to wake me if I face plant my laptop.   Having woken at 16:00 following 4 night shifts I had two instincts fighting through the jet lagged haze. One,  that I need to write…

An alternate, cynical reality

A short one. Lately, it feels a little like I’ve passed a test and entered another reality. Only those with an appropriate level of cynicism and a wall around themselves AT LEAST five feet high may apply.  If your wall is flimsy and lacking a sturdy foundation, you might as well not bother. As a…

Deceit. An observation.

deceit noun the action or practice of deceiving someone by concealing or misrepresenting the truth. “a web of deceit” A person who deceives others has no true idea of what is right or wrong.                                          …

An edit to a cliche idea

Edit – 31/07/17. I have deleted certain posts from the last 6 months. They were what brought me to writing, but they are no longer needed and they were in no way well written.  They were needed at the time,  definitely,  but I no longer want them here.  The story that brought me to WordPress…

Save the World 

I’m angry. On the surface I act and feel well,  myself, bubbly and well…happy.  I am!  I am. I can’t ignore however,  an undercurrent of ugly, black, anger.  To reuse a metaphor, the river flowing past my little Island is thick, grey and putrid.  Now and then I dip in a toe,  as when hearing…

Constants

I run away.  I take my feeling and put it into a movement.  Finding somewhere empty and off the path,  I stop,  gulp at the air and let my tears run with the rain. I sit back on my heels, slipping slightly on the bark as I find my grip.  I look at the slanted…

Cooking Wine

Tonight I sit with a glass of red balanced on my tummy.  I’ve sat here for a good 60 seconds watching it twitch back and forth with my heartbeat,  trying to decide if vinegar is indeed what I fancy.  Hmmm.  Cooking wine.  Who makes casserole these days anyway. A couple of quick observations on Love…

Bangkok. The People you Meet if you Look 

If you’re thinking of travelling alone,  don’t you dare be worried it’ll stay that way.  Whenever I have ventured out ‘on my bill’ (as my teenage self would call it),  I meet someone within days,  sometimes hours.  Step 1:  Put your phone down and say Hello.  You’ll learn more about the culture you’re surrounded by…

Coeliac Traveller 

(NB: apologies for the language,  this topic makes me abusive it seems) I was diagnosed with coeliac disease 3 years ago, ish.  Symptoms I’d had for 10 or more years were finally explained and a cure laid out.  No gluten (wheat, barley or rye) ever again.  If I eat even the most measly of crumbs…

18 kg

I’m packing for Thailand and it’s more than just a holiday. It’s running away.  It’s running towards.  It’s my healing process. I’ve been here before. Haven’t we all? Two summers ago I left for a 96 mile hike through the Scottish Highlands with an 18kg bag. Any hiking gear geek would shudder.  It weighed such…