A new yoga adventure begins…

Well, I’ve only gone and done it. Signed up for a new adventure. Voluntarily agreed to put myself through the sort of physical and mental challenge the average sixty-something might think twice about. No, let me qualify that, the average sixty-something who only six years before got diagnosed with a couple of bulging discs and…

A fish without bones, a pea on a fork and a door to possibilities

Overheard while waiting at the gate at Aktion airport, en route home from Vassiliki: a woman impressing her neighbour with all the new-fangled food she’d tried out in Greece. Like tuna. Which (and this may come as some surprise to members of the tuna family) she referred to as a ‘fish with no bones in’….

Getting grumpy in Vassiliki

It’s the little things that trip you up isn’t it? I mean here I am in Greece, all zenned out with yoga and sunshine, and something is really buggin’ me. Quite apart fom the actual bugs. It’s the people next door. In the next room. They keep nicking our chairs. All the rooms have two….

Make up tips for old ladies

It’s official. I’ve crossed a line. Stepped into a twilight zone which may last mere moments-long but may also stretch way off into some distant demented good night. Given the choice, I’ll go for the burning and raving at close of day, raging long and hard against the dying of the light. So damn Mr…