In the wild, wild west

I’m down in the wilds of murky, misty Dorset at the moment. My folks moved down here a few years ago so I’m staying with them because I’ve got a couple of bits to do down here. First of all I had to get the car MOT’d – the cost of the...

A little muzzy of head this morning after an evening in the Africa Centre bar with my new pal Polly Evans last night. Several Tusker beers (Kenya’s greatest export) were consumed and the world of travel writing put to rights. Basically, Polly and I are great and...

Stroud and proud

Last week in the Cotswolds was most productive. I was in a tiny cottage outside Stroud with just a couple of cows for company (in the field outside, not actually in the tiny cottage. Their snoring would have been too much for a start), a box of research books, several...