Posts Tagged: traveller

As the tide rolls in on the Moray Firth

You have every right to be jealous of me today, for I am in Inverness and I do not know why it has taken me 10 years to get here! I confess I am sporting a (all too common these

As the tide rolls in on the Moray Firth

You have every right to be jealous of me today, for I am in Inverness and I do not know why it has taken me 10 years to get here! I confess I am sporting a (all too common these

Chez Kishore

Wednesday 12th August 10am Today, my heart is back in Amritsar.  I am sitting in Belfast, waiting for my best friend.  Chai, bagel, Mumford and Sons in the background.  It is the perfect writing scene.  All we need now is

Chez Kishore

Wednesday 12th August 10am Today, my heart is back in Amritsar.  I am sitting in Belfast, waiting for my best friend.  Chai, bagel, Mumford and Sons in the background.  It is the perfect writing scene.  All we need now is

There is no back up plan!

It’s been a while hasn’t it?  It’s nice to be back.  My brain is slowly dissolving, I’d like to gain it back.  I let my mind wander to where my heart longs to be – away, somewhere, anywhere.  Anywhere but here.

There is no back up plan!

It’s been a while hasn’t it?  It’s nice to be back.  My brain is slowly dissolving, I’d like to gain it back.  I let my mind wander to where my heart longs to be – away, somewhere, anywhere.  Anywhere but here.

Road trip

‘Yesterday, I went for a massive drive.  It was a beautiful evening, and I just couldn’t go home and sit there and pretend to study. So I went. I was in that kind of mood where I couldn’t even listen

Road trip

‘Yesterday, I went for a massive drive.  It was a beautiful evening, and I just couldn’t go home and sit there and pretend to study. So I went. I was in that kind of mood where I couldn’t even listen

Humberto

I’ve been saving this one up, for a rainy day. Let me tell you about Humberto – what I imagine all grandfathers to be like, if you really got to know them. ‘Saturday 11th October 1920 Amsterdam time My flight from

Humberto

I’ve been saving this one up, for a rainy day. Let me tell you about Humberto – what I imagine all grandfathers to be like, if you really got to know them. ‘Saturday 11th October 1920 Amsterdam time My flight from