JB and I raising a glass in Totnes My Ma & JB met me at Totnes station. Zaida was full of beans and hugs. She had just had a haircut and was busy sorting things out before before they drove to France for a holiday tomorrow. At the 'happy yellow house' we had tea and biscuits before going for a walk to the weir and...

Waiting for my train I'm sat here at Costa Coffee in Paddington waiting for the 10:30 to Totnes. I walked a good few miles yesterday exploring the back-alleys, greenways, footpaths and canal paths from Muswell Hill through Hornsey and down along the Regent Canal. I just love walking in London or any city of culture...

Leaving Broken Hill Here I go again - visiting the home of my first 20 years, Cornwall. I went this time last year as soon as the flights had resumed after all that covid bullshit. I flew home and caught covid at the Blue Anchor. I had never been as sick. It really messed me up for a while. My family have always...

This kid was born, luckily without inheriting my giant nose. If it doesn't play download the original and figure it out. 21 years ago Em came into the world, it was another of those moments . In my last post I was attempting to compare to those blips of unreality and realisation one experiences in life from time to...

About 28 years and 8 months ago I was terrified of the future. Looking back I had every right to be. Time telescopes in like the scene in a movie when the shit hits the fan. In life however the dénoûment never really arrives, or at least it hasn't for me yet. I just keep hitting those telephoto moments more and more...

Bicycles I have loved During the early 90s I read a biographical account by a young man who journeyed around the world on his bicycle. Like all my favourite books I gave it away at some point and have regretted it ever since. I cannot remember the name of the book or the author. The author was possibly a Canadian...

I had to drop something to Re at work early on a Sunday morning. On the way home I thought I’d go sit in a cafe with my laptop like one of those fancy-shmancy people. I rarely do this but the house is a mess and I wanted to be alone with my thoughts for a bit. Through the window I watched as a woman got up from one...

I don't know why I do it ... but I like assembling pictures of MJD looking at MJD I got back from visiting MJD in Melbourne yesterday. I managed to get a flight for not much more then the petrol would have cost. I only had to drive the three hours to Mildura Airports dodging the roos and emus but not a snigle other...

Road trip to Melbourne I just booked a few nights in Melbourne. I'm driving my old jalopy down the silver-city highway to visit my pal, @MJD . In-line with my current obsessional thinking I have made a list of some boat-dealers in the area. Who knows maybe I'll find time to go buy a boat. Yaringa Boat Sales 90...

My Grandfathers motor yacht, Roshnara It's Sunday afternoon and there is a boat for sale in Cairns, it looks like a tough old sea kindly boat. I will be back to work tomorrow. So, I will kick the can down the track. Accumulating my stash for a bigger and bigger dream which will keep growing out of my reach until it...

ERRATA : I got the audio files mixed up. I actually reposted the the first episode . The second recording, as it turned out, was made in March last year. I recorded it on my Purism phone but the audio quality is terrible which is a shame because I remember having a lovely bicycle ride. I encountered a very long...

This post is possible because of Neil Goodman (pictured) who first introduced me to Andy Whites, Rave On . Thanks Neil. As I write this I am listening to Andy Whites' latest album, This Garden is Only Temporary for the second time. It really is a bloody good album. Earlier this morning I was walking through the...