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Two years ago, on the 14 July 2024, England lost the UEFA Euros final against Spain, their two goals a goal better than England’s one. Gary Lineker closed the broadcast; staring down the camera lens and into our living room, like millions of living rooms, pubs, and bedrooms across the country; intoned that ‘A nation mourns’. That morning, my mum, having told my dad to not be so ‘stupid. Of course, I don’t need a f’ing wheelchair’ collapsed as she walked up to the entrance reception of Darenth Valley Hospital.…
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Home, where my music’s playing Home, where my love lies waiting Silently for me Two hundred odd days, seven or so months, four England Test defeats, and many more cricket grounds later, I have ventured back to the Western hemisphere for a wee while. Maybe longer. Maybe less. Suppose it depends on how long a ‘wee while’ is. We shall have to see how the back home version of the midlife crisis rolls on. Tattoos, motorcycle lessons, and a non-ironic skateboard incoming. Those of you with fears/hopes that my eternal…
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You’ve been a long way away. Thank you for coming back to me. For the past fortnight, or so, I have been back on the beautiful island of Sri Lanka. This place has been a revelation. Truth told, I had been largely indifferent about factoring the country into my travel plans and I am very glad of being talked into visiting by OH. This second visit in as many months has been very different to the first- less of the here, there and everywhere adventures; less touristy visits; quieter; and…
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*with apologies to Frank Sinatra. Following hot on the heels of the heat wave stricken post covering Mumbai and Delhi (pun very much intended though doubtless not appreciated) I am now adding a second regret to my travels. As with Cambodia, I have come to Nepal, fallen in love with it, and not given it anywhere near enough time having flown in and out of Kathmandu with only a week in between. I regret giving such a short window of travel and exploration time to such awesome places. As with…
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So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye to India after about six weeks of travelling cross country, hitting half a dozen plus destinations and barely scratching the surface of an immense, enchanting, infuriating, perplexing, warm, welcoming, hostile, cold, stifling, hot-oh-so-hot, inspiring, inscrutable India. It’s been one of the most, for want of a better word, interesting experiences of my life and without this blog turning into an even more cliché ridden, ‘live, love, laugh’ wooden kitchen mess, I can confidently say I’ve learnt a lot about myself over the past six…
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This’ll be brief. For once. For only the second time this adventure, following on from the week of getting stupidly off my face with strangers-cum-friends in Newcastle, Australia, I am once again flying solo. To work my way back into such a life, I decided to take a break not only from company but from really doing much of anything on my own. Where better, then, than the white beaches and blue waters of South Goa? Unlike the other stops undertaken in India, there has been a marked shift in…
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