Hats off to my friend Polly Evans who carried off the Bradt/Independent on Sunday travel writing award during a boozy ceremony at Stanford’s last night. Well, it wasn’t boozy until we got there, but it was all good fun nonetheless. I’d been in...

It’s been a funny sort of week. Too blimming hot, for a start, obviously. In fact, if all had been well I’d be on a plane to Beirut rather than sitting here in sweaty London in my pants typing this. I had been due to attend the West Asian Football...

Rugby and Roald

Considering I’d planned to have a couple of months off after finishing the Elvis book, things are really ridiculously busy. Most of it’s self-inflicted, but on more than one occasion last week I saw the sun rise over the top of the laptop. Now that the...

How now spirit, whither wander you?

I know, I know, it’s been a long time since the last update. So what do you want, your money back? It’s been a fairly eventful few weeks, as it happens. Last Thursday I gave a talk at the National Maritime Museum, which was a whole big bunch of fun. As...