Tag: vegan

  • Lost Posts: The Cat With No Face

  • Do You Want Some Food Birdie? – Street Food of Burma

  • There’s Going to be a Murder – A Vegans Dilemma When Treating Intestinal Parasites!

    The parasites living in my intestine are still there, still guests and still living from my body. Still inducing the diarrhea, the vomiting and the swelling of my abdomen. Controlling if i am hungry or not, tired or not, sick or not, in the bathroom or not. Tiny organisms controlling parts of my being, for sure a percentage. Diagnosis was…

  • Time to Turn into a Chicken Nugget

    As the tears drop out onto the page i wonder. Analysis of this being a good or bad decision? Three days left in India, then transit for over two. Friends and family waiting on the platform as the train pulls into Durham City, the exact location from where all of this started. Drip drip drop.…

  • The Joy of Chopping Garlic

    The joy of chopping garlic, the smallest of slimy Indian cloves, crush and peel. My very own cooker in my first kitchen in eight months. The joy of washing plates in real detergent, not sand or a plastic bag. The pleasure of washing the most beautiful tomatoes, peppers, aubergines, arranging them in my rented fridge, in my rented kitchen with a look of the 1950’s.…

  • Burmese Days – Part Two

    Day 11 After getting drunk yesterday i paid for it today. Vomiting my spicy noodle soup mixed with pseudo Fanta five minutes after breakfast. Noodles still hanging from my throat whilst others were leaving. What a waste of a dollar. Walking through beautiful countryside, through fields along the river bank, towards the hot springs amongst the hills. Women bathing in the water, washing clothes, foraging…

  • The Animals of Kuala Lumpur

  • Work It, Goats!

  • Baaaaaaaa

    April 2004 Caravans are synonymous with motorways. The sun i think is trying to break through the cloud, as we,  John, Miss Nolen and myself drive through North Yorkshire.Them being directly in front followed by many miles of correctly measured tarmac leading to Liverpool, city of culture 2004. My first visit. Little lambs in fields. Fog, lambs…

  • Question

    In some moments i can be so exited, but others really petrified. Some feel as if i am making a massive mistake, but others feel like a wonderful opportunity provided by a series of thoughts based on my past experiences. Memories? Some days i think i will struggle to return to that place of co-existing with the sun and…