Lake Malawi

In Dar es Salaam we boarded the bus and then just sat there, waiting to go, the engine idling while through the open windows passed a fine dust and raised by unseen hands, aluminum trays of over-ripe bananas and bags of cashews, the banana smell and the hawkers crying for their money, the hawkers’ smell […]

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Notes on Dubai

Sunday AM A taxi driver called Maithripala (not his real name) gives me a lift into town from Dubai’s International Airport. M is in his thirties, smart, apparently upbeat, anxious to be helpful. He is a fine driver but it is not hard to imagine him doing equally well in less monotonous work environments. M tells me that […]

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Notes on overnight walk around Salisbury Plain

On the night of September 26/27 my friend John Clark and I walked 30 miles to raise money for two refugee charities. More information on the walk, including a radio interview I did with BBC Wiltshire radio, can be found here: https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/212hR4/ab/b59ZP4 These are my notes of the experience: John and I leave by the garden […]

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North

Lonely on deck, the day in embers on Oslofjord I am riding the city ferry home. An islander from south of here, my temperate curiosity is catching cold in the autumn wind. And there is little drama on deck, just the lighthouse playing on wet rock, on the silos for international wheat, light play on […]

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Notes on Oslo

Monday 6th October The back left tyre on my Land Rover Defender was flat. When I changed the front left on Saturday evening I had congratulated myself that (a) I had done it with little fuss and (b) I would not have to repeat the experience anytime soon. But on Monday morning, as I stepped […]

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Swimming and the meaning of life

“About The Swim: The Dart 10k is a stunning swim down the River Dart in Devon. The swim is not a race, but a journey: all swimmers can swim at their own pace, from leisurely to fast, as they wind their way downstream through the rolling hills of Devon. Distance wise this is the aquatic equivalent […]

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Notes on alpine swimming

We drove as far as it was possible up the road, which twisted between pine forest. The owner of the hotel had warned us that the pass would be closed and soon enough the road ended in a bank of snow. We parked up. The snow was still over a metre high. Carrying our picnic (breakfast rolls, Slovenian prosciutto, […]

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