Abandoned

 

Taken in a little village called Carsington in the Peak district. The countryside is beautiful. But I am sure living there is as depressing as hell. Tiny houses, small bedrooms, smaller windows, kak weather. Nah - I'll give it a miss I think

The man is right...

Prague

I’ve lived in the bush for most of my life, lived comfortably in a tent under a tree with no one within 500km of me. Yet I have an affinity for cities. Maybe because it is a place I can observe people (don’t give me that look, we’re all voyeurs). Cape Town I love because it’s home, I love New York for the hustle and the rudeness, and Vancouver is stunning nestled as it is at the foot of the Rockies..

Prague I find difficult to describe. It’s not perfect, it’s old and worn and poor, but it has something that I’ve not experienced elsewhere. Prague has style. It’s a bit like comparing an Italian pasta or French cuisine with the British, who just boil everything they eat.

Prague is a mistress, all high heels and sexy skirts and timeless elegance. Not the girl you take home to meet your mother, but the one everyone else envies.

I dwelt in a city enchanted,
And lonely indeed was my lot
. . . .
Though the latitude's rather uncertain,
And the longitude also is vague,
The persons I pity who know not the City
The beautiful City of Prague.
- William Jeffery Prowse, The City of Prague

Hajar mountains

Apologies to all my friends - I haven't been on here for ages. But sometimes I don't have much to write about. I've been writing,sporadically, trying to remember things that happened during my days in the army. It's posted elsewhere - at some stage I might import it here. But nuff said. I went to the shops to buy bread the other evening - ended up driving around the foothills of these mountains just behind us for almost two hours, taking photographs.

Leonard Cohen syndrome

I don’t suffer from depression, but sometimes I look at things from the dark side. And everything makes more sense. Feeling sorry for yourself is counterproductive, but fuckit, I deserved it. Tired of working too long and too hard, tired of looking after everyone else, tired of solving everyone else’s problems. So last night I felt fucking miserable. Feel much better today.

Desert trip

 

I may have mentioned in one of my previous blogs, I collect deserts. I love the space and the harshness and the beauty of it all. Spent an afternoon working our way over dunes - this is where we ended up.

We just don't listen

So what have we learned in two millennia?

"The budget should be balanced, the Treasury should be refilled, public debt should be reduced, the arrogance of officialdom should be tempered and controlled, and the assistance to foreign lands should be curtailed lest Rome become bankrupt. People must again learn to work, instead of living on public assistance."

---- Cicero - 55 BC


...Evidently nothing, then.