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…

The people you need

As I’ve gone through life I’ve met people who live to bring light into other’s lives. I know them, don’t see them often,  but when I do it’s like they know I needed what they have to give. Let me introduce you to one of them. Today,  just as I was starting my tired journey…

How to observe a painting

Have you ever been shown,  by one of those fantastic ‘go the extra mile’ art historians at an exhibit, how to observe a painting? They say the best way is to start with your nose practically touching it,  the colour, texture and vibrance filling your every sense.    You then move backwards,  one step at…

Corner piece.

I find myself in an afternoon with very little to do and,  unsurprisingly,  I find myself on the verge of tears.  I’m sat in my favourite coffee shop which I feel deserves an introduction…. Whether it’s raining or not there is a row of wooden tables outside,  mostly for when the staff have a fag…

Fine lines

From the moment a sperm fertilises an ovum,  our existence walks a fine line between perfection and disaster,  with bombardments on our biology and mentality lurking behind every shuffle in DNA and every decision made. A necessary and commonly made insert at this point is that we CANNOT live in fear of this,  or we wouldn’t dare…

STOP.

So I have been writing quite a long post for the last few days,  that’s to come,  but Jesus I need to just STOP. I have 4 days off in a row,  just finished my 3rd and I swear I haven’t stopped once. Yes I had a bath last night but I was reading my…

Dear self

Dearest,  poor, miserable self. I’ve been thinking. Let me tell you what life is about. Life is about chilli jam and blue cheese. Life is about listening to your favourite white plastic vinyl with the windows wide open, filter coffee in hand. Life is about exploring this beautiful world, one country at a time, photographing…