Seven Travel Lessons Learnt From Bitter Experience
1: There is a Time and a Place for Hallucinogens That time and place is not a Moroccan beach patrolled by men in hooded cloaks...
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11 Years, 11 Reasons: Happy Birthday, Blue Dot!
Eleven years ago today, I woke up, vomited copiously, bought a pregnancy test, and sat, with my best friend and flatmate, in the kitchen waiting...
The S Word
When the lovely Colin and Tracy asked me over appropriately, err, lubricating quantities of beer, to put together a piece on sex on the road,...
Solo in Sydney* or: Getting My Groove Back
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman in possession of a pulse will not be in want of attention in a cocktail...
Like Jane Austen But Not: The Single Gal's Guide to Travelling Asia
1: Avoid Spaghetti Straps Shoulders are an erogenous zone in many cultures. Particularly shy ones. In South-East Asia, nothing, and I do mean nothing, says...
Madam, Your Husband…
“Madam,” said the chap on the scooter, eyeing the motorbike erratically parked some distance from the wrong hire shop (and, indeed, the pavement) with a...
Age-Appropriate Reading (Again)
Z is scrutinising Lonely Planet South-East Asia with an expression I can only describe as panic. “Mum,” he says. “I really don’t think it’s a...
Age Appropriate Reading
The creator of the immortal line “The bitches mortared the piss hole and it didn’t blow up!” has, this evening, completed his reading of Chickenhawk,...
Creative Writing
As part of our homeschooling topic on the Vietnam War, Z has been reading Chickenhawk. While not as “adult” as the current meaning of the...
The Birds and the Bees
In the aftermath of our not wildly successful dragon boat cruise, Z and I are ambling along the south bank of Hue’s Perfume River, trying...