I know, I’m a bit late on this one. It has been nigh on 18 months since I arrived back in the UK from my great South American sojourn, but after writing about it the whole time I was there, and a little when I got back, I never really…
Maybe it was the wrong decision. After all, it was almost midday by the time I set off, but something told me I had to. The sun had finally peered out from behind the clouds on a day I was off work, and just because I hadn’t gotten out of…
There are really no ways to make this sound truly awesome. So I’m just going to come out with it. For the last year, I’ve been living… …in Devon. I know, I know, cue commiserations all round, a few condolences high fives, the deep understanding of the trauma I’ve been,…
It’s about time. About time I got back around to playing StarCraft 2, about time I moved out of my mum’s house again and about time I finished dozens of small, minor tasks. But really, about time I sewed up the rest of the story. It’s been a long time…
Monday 01st August 2016 – Innocent a lad as I am, I have always associated Colombia with coffee more than anything else. Sure, I knew about the finer powder, and was vaguely familiar with the rather bad rep that Colombia had been blessed with, but I wasn’t a font of…
Wednesday 08th June 2016 – It was a surprise to see Francois again – he just turned up at the hostel. When we’d tipped Willie, we’d been so tired that we’d mixed up who’d paid what, and I’d ended up paying all of it. I hadn’t even realised, but Francois…
