Just like Yorkshire

Maybe I’m just jaded after two months of unrelenting haze in Kuala Lumpur that has burned my throat and prevented me from breathing deeply? Maybe I’m just tired after moving house and having a handful of minor illnesses playing Sardines in my body for a month? Or maybe this is what happens when you are … More Just like Yorkshire

The Aftermath

Sated with spicy salads of soft shell crab and chilled lime we slide onto the beach.   Pale sand, piebald with pools, silent as inkblots. Sideways, barefoot, I find a bamboo beds of peace where I lie pillowed on one cheek beneath a faded parasol, staring at the silent shore.   My eyes follow boxered … More The Aftermath