My home town, Bournemouth, has been in the news lately. A small but noisy mob of protesters have been screaming at a pair of hotels which have been housing asylum seekers. Who knew? I had no idea that there were any asylum seekers in Bournemouth. In fact, the first I knew of it was when … Continue reading Bigotry in Bournemouth
A bottle lies on the sands of Bournemouth beach. There is no rolled up scrap of paper inside, recording the thoughts, hopes or pleas of a lost soul, stranded alone on a tropical island in the middle of the ocean, thousands of miles away. Which is a shame. It is in fact, simply the acceptable … Continue reading Aqua Media
I like all four seasons. Even winter. Although it goes on far too long. Could we not ban winter from continuing past January 2nd? We could have a referendum on this subject, just like Brexit. Based on stuff and nonsense, just like Brexit. And be as grounded in fact and reality as Brexit. I don’t … Continue reading Seasons End
Mrs P and I have just gotten back from a nice little short break to Zadar, in Croatia. And I’d just like say raise three cheers for the oft overlooked and underrated regional airport. We flew from Bournemouth, our local airport, and one we’ve used plenty of times. Ryanair has a range of mostly fixed … Continue reading The Regional Airport
I took this photo today, on my daily walk. I don’t normally come this way, but I had to pop into Eurochange to pick up some Croatian money. This is a historic photo. How so? I’m stood on Bath Road, just along from the Royal Bath Hotel, both so named because once upon a time … Continue reading Feeling Yellow
December was not just a multi country month, as was September, but a multi continental month, Europe and North America. It'd been a long time since I'd managed to step foot on shores so far from home. But this does, of course, bring to an end my 365 project. A photo a day, every day, … Continue reading December
It’s been more than six months since the last episode of Neighbours. I didn’t leave you with much of a cliffhanger, and not an awful lot has changed since. The nice couple in No 12 are still there, because the landlord still hasn’t managed to sell their flat. It’s going back on the market in … Continue reading Neighbours XVII
The Mexile 