Mir and Mar go to India: Day 13

We leave the heat of Madurai, with conflicting emotions. The last two days have been an onslaught of noise, smells and dust, leaving a sense that this is an exhausting city to live in. The constant traffic, the slow moving crowds, the livestock in the streets, and above all, the oppressive heat, leave me...

Mir and Mar go to India: start of houseboat

We take the scenic route for the two hour drive from Fort Cochin to Alleppey where we pick up our houseboat for the next two days. Houseboats are like barges, only posher! They are flat bottomed, necessarily so because they travel through shallow waters so often; but they can also be very grand with upto...

Mir and Mar in India, Day 5

Phew, that was quite the climb!  We are brought to the Edekar caves, which reach over 4000 metres above sea level at their highest point. Thankfully we only go half way, as the humidity has us sweating moments after leaving the air conditioned bus. Edekar means ‘mountain split in two’ in the local Malayalam...

Is that it?

Really? That’s it? It’s all over? Back to business as usual? No, surely not?!! OK admittedly, perhaps not quite business as usual. I know we should still work from home where we can; we have to queue everywhere and rough hands from all the cleansing is now the norm; the pubs won’t be opening for a while and...

Covid Captive

I think I’ve always known that, in the event of being captured, imprisoned or taken hostage, (and this is something I’ve given considerable attention to) I probably wouldn’t be the one who undertakes a gruelling physical regime to keep my pecs tight and my abs toned. I wouldn’t be the inmate doing fifty sit...

C-Word

I am sick of it. We are all sick of it. Totally and utterly sick of it. Sick to the back teeth. Sick to the stomach. Sick as a parrot. I don’t want to hear another advert telling me how to wash my hands. I don’t need to see another sign illustrating what two meters looks like. And seriously, I get the whole...