A wing and a prayer … the end credits.

London was cold. I mean, nasty cold. I expected a little better for mid-March, but the cold snap wasn't over yet. Since I had to figure on it taking me about 12 cups of tea to get through the day, I was relieved to find M&S open in the arrivals hall. One of the most... Continue Reading →

It’s a hard knock life …

I won't take too long over this bit. I'm not going to rub it on by telling you all about how hot, sunny and beautiful Bali was, how good my tan is or how much time I've spent doing jack shit except swimming, spa-ing and sunbathing. That would just be cruel when it was barely... Continue Reading →

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