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Blog Archives: 2007

From Sea to Sky

Wed 19 Dec, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

I left Cuenca in a comfortable and purile bubble of English humour and practical jokes, protecting me from the scarring feeling of leaving good friends and a place that had become my home for nearly two months. I rolled out of this beautiful city part of an amusing flotilla: a… read more

Breathless, but Standing Still

Tue 13 Nov, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

Nestled in the Village of Keyworth, seven miles south of Nottingham, there is a small shop called Storeys hardware. A Pandoras Box, a tardice like goldmine of trinkets, anything from roofing tacks to greenhouse glass, from pigs ears to piggy banks. Once, a well meaning store assistant even ordered in… read more

3 October 2007

Wed 3 Oct, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

I was going to regail you with stories from my last few weeks on the road, but I´ve been sidetracked at the corner table of my favourite little cafeteria, where Brian – the owners son – wants me to draw pictures. Excuse me for a minute or two. Thank you,… read more

From Corby to Quito… Thoughts from the Stoker’s Saddle

Sat 8 Sep, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

The following was written by Christopher Gill, Dom’s father, after nearly two weeks in the stokers saddle crossing from Colombia to Ecuador. There are bound to be ergonomic reasons why one should keep one’s head down, after all, raising up one’s noddle just to have a look around must use… read more

Divine journeys of a lost soul…

Fri 7 Sep, 2007  /  Journal  /  1 comment

Religion has played a pretty fundamental role in the conversations in this little voyage of mine. Not because I am religious, in fact, it is because I’m not that I have been gently pole-axed by anyone, from North American Soccer mums to indigenous El Salvadorian grandmothers. My first notable religious… read more

16 August 2007

Thu 16 Aug, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

High above the trees, I could discern a tiny twitching movement, stationary, yet all the time darting from side to side like the head of a serpent navigating through the grass. If I could fly I would be able to make out the oranges and greens of a small plastic… read more

21 July 2007

Sat 21 Jul, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

Fire engines have a certain beauty about them. Always spotlessly clean, allowing the red paint – fire engine red infact – and polished chrome to flash in the sunlight flooding in through the huge, open station doors. Sometimes, depending on the station and the district, the engines are orange, equally… read more

28 June 2007

Thu 28 Jun, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

It rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his life, and he was goodness knows how old – three, was it, or four? – never had he seen so much rain. Days and days and days. “If only,” he thought, as he looked… read more

Island Life…

Sun 17 Jun, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

Food poisoning is a common, usually mild, but sometimes deadly illness. Typical symptoms include diarrhoea, nausea, vomiting and abdominal cramping, that come on suddenly (within 48 hours) of consuming a contaminated food or drink. I alluded to a bout of Moctezuma’s revenge that saw me physically and mentally incapacitated outside… read more

28 May 2007

Mon 28 May, 2007  /  Journal  /  No comments

I sit here in the Parque Central, at a chipped green wooden table, thinking about what stories I can tell you all. Two children join me. Two boys, Paolo and Junior. They want money…”para comer” they say. Money for food. I didn’t give them any, instead I gave them the… read more