Welcome to NHS on the run

Last time we came to the Maldives was 1989. We return 35 years later more in hope than expectation.

The partially deflated softness of the mattress was gradually worsened by a slow puncture.

Montreux is a festival you are more likely to go to by Bentley than Ford Transit campervan.

We sell Nessa and look forward to what is coming next. Selling turns out to be emotional.

Cornwall and Portugal both famous for their fish. Which will have the best?

Back in India, looking at the fishing beach and feeling so comfortable here, it was the perfect place to reflect on our honeymoon.

Between each sheet of the ledger she places a thin blue sheet. I recognised it, but its name takes longer to come, carbon copy paper...

Serenity Beach. One of hundreds of Bay of Bengal fishing communities. Our home for a month now, a staycation so very far from home.

Now settled in Pondi. In this blog I shall confront my own (prejudiced) low expectations of Indian food hygiene.

I haven't managed to get footage that shows the pant soiling terror of driving here. But perhaps driving is a metaphor for life in India.

Settling in in Pondi. Puducherry. South east India. Culture shock is gradually subsiding and we are establishing a lazy and lovely routine.

Please think of this blog as a toasted open shit sandwich. Which, come to think of it, is actually a pretty good analogy for India.

Conversational cricket for the uninitiated

2023 a summary

Having almost fallen out of love with our camper Van Nessa, we thoroughly enjoy short trip to the seaside. Perhaps this is the way forward?

A day out in London. Recovery after eye surgery. The Speedboat Bar London

Further thoughts after our campervan trip to Europe. An attempt to look at the pros and cons of vanlife

After hospital discharge we head home through Germany, Netherlands and Belgium heading for Dunkirk.

After 3 weeks we start heading for home. First the interesting saga of my eye issue comes to a head. Austrian health care comes up trumps

Back in Austria in the summer after a 45 year gap. Old memories are triggered!