"Oh bloody hell, not you lot again. You camera people. Didn't you get my warning when we attacked your jumper on your first day here? Winter is our time, not your time. It's meant to be quiet here, don't you know that it is not the season for all you camera wielding people? Why are…Read more Birds of Agadir
The moped's engine clattered and clapped its way up the tarmac. The roads were bare of human activity and the derelict carcasses of buildings stood uninviting, amidst fields of rocks and rubble. We turned left and as the rocky hills rose up on either side of us, the streetlights ceased to exist. Our helmets threw…Read more Chasing the Stars
It has been a fun filled four days in Agadir but as we woke up this morning, the sound of the ocean was accompanied by the sound of rain. Which is to be expected, it is their winter after all. However, it seems one thing Moroccan's don't expect is the cold of winter. The mornings…Read more Central Heating
So here I am, on the brink of my first holiday in a few years but what makes this all the more exciting and interesting is that it is an outing that is completely unsupervised. In 45 minutes we will have to wake up to get ready for the cab ride to London Gatwick. Yes,…Read more Lift Off
They glide like ghosts In the morning mist Exhaling their way through the streets Creeping up on you Catching you unaware Spinning and weaving their magic As they rattle your mind It's like you're in a video game And they, the reckless characters Who seem to do with everything with such ease But their…Read more Ghosts
Despite what the profile photo of my avatar may suggest, I do not spend my days in sunny climates basking in the radiant sun whilst lounging on the upper deck of a Catamaran. I don't travel often and like most people, this isn't due to a lack of desire but more due to the emptiness…Read more Away…
So today being Saturday, I finally managed to get some painting practice in and here are the results: This was a design copied from the Internet and it turned out decent although it was a bit tricky. This one was quite a random one but the key thing was practising cityscapes which yes, I need…Read more Got Some Painting Done!
Riding the train to Osterley, The cuffs of my shirt dig in, Unsettled and weary of the Unnatural position I was in. This strange crisp shirt, This odd little tie, These awkward lapels, These ankle biting shoes. It was all very strange for me. Was I wearing it right? Did I look the…Read more Riding Strange
There aren't many people like me, On the train. In my religious garbs And my Kofi cap. I saw your darting eyes And I tried to appear less frightening, I flattened my backpack I plastered a small smile on my face Even though it was a Monday morning. But as I sat down, Your eyes…Read more Please Don’t Be Scared
Central London is a bit like Istanbul. Oh don't be silly you say, there's no way the two cities can be compared when on one side you have stunning, glorious, breathtaking ancient architecture and the sparkling Bosphorous whilst on the other there are simply glass buildings with lights glinting on the top at night and…Read more How Much For Some Coke?
I saw a man on the train I saw a man on the train Words revolving in his brain His aged head bowed down Upon pages which told a story More ancient than him. But as the train shuddered to a halt He shook himself from The calm voice inside his head A moment of…Read more The 8:18 (Delayed: 8:24) To Liverpool Street