The birds of Gibraltar

You knew they were there. The keening and gulling was a distant but ever-present backdrop to the relative serenity of our balcony – punctuated sporadically by the rattle of a 35 year old exhaust train as the vehicle raspily exhaling through it ka-bomped over the speedhump placed thoughtfully outside the …

Formidable photographic prowess

It’s fair to say that point-n-shoot compact cameras are good, but they’re not completely idiot proof.  As I discovered on my recent trip to South Africa. Thankfully, not *all* of my photos of the Rhino & Lion Park near Johannesburg were quite so, well, frigging useless. One person I showed …

Eedinborrow?

We’re back up in Edinburgh this year for the Edinburgh Fringe Festival – this time Marty’s over from Australia, and he’s joined Liz, Billy, Myk, Kat & I in a nice centrally-placed apartment for a week of theatrical excess and mayhem.  So far we’ve seen (I suspect I’ll edit this …

Time to bite the Bulleit

Seeing as I’m on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean to usual, and the opportunity presented itself, I thought it might make sense to break with tradition and do a little bit of a bourbon whiskey tasting instead of focusing on scotch whisky.  You know, broaden the horizons, and …

‘Oss ‘oss!

England is a country rife with tradition & local custom, which gives rise to some fascinating events – I’ve written before about the tar barrel running in Ottery St Mary before, and alluded to but not gotten around to writing about the cheese rolling race at Coopers Hill in Gloucestershire.  …