I’ll never know how or why I ever ended up living in Kent. Even now the idea seems ludicrous, as I worked in West London at the time, and commuted everyday from Dartford in Kent.…
If you don’t understand the horrid history of South Africa, then a trip to the Apartheid Museum in Johannesburg is a must when visiting the country. I knew a bit about it, but going to…
My final few hours in Taiwan in 2009 ended in the same way as the entire Taiwan experience had been – sleepless. I shed a tear as I said goodbye to Millwall Neil outside a…
Memories are emotional. “Saudades” as the Portuguese, Brazilians and Angolans say…that lingering, sentimental emotion associated with a place, a time, a person, people, a memory, which but for the invention of a time machine, WILL…
So we were heading to Bristol to play Bristol Rovers, the Pirates away. On an October Tuesday night in the LDV Vans Trophy Cup. The 9th October 2007 to be exact. It was…
I have to admit that the older I get, the more hazy and faded my memory gets, so I’ll make this report as basic and true as I can remember. It was October 2007 (ignore…
You could be forgiven for forgetting you were in a capital city while staying in Gaborone. That’s exactly the shy and quiet charm of the Botswanese capital. Gaoborone’s centre piece is a street…
Living in Tasmania it’s not an exaggeration to say you see as many animals as you do people. Another of my cauliflower farm stints was a day working out at Sharman Farm in Kindred. Where?…
Cramming so many things into my adventures means I often cut things short, without wanting to. I had to say farewell to Botswana on my third day. I had basically only decided to go…
After the immense trip to Antarctica, it was time to relax in the world’s southernmost city again, Ushuaia on the tip of Argentina. Before the Antarctica trip I had already spent a night in…