Drinking a supposedly sealed bottle of water in the back-blocks of Vietnam had me a sick as I can remember being. Sitting on a toilet in Dalat with a bowl in my lap, spewing and shitting from the same muscle spasm has to be one of the low points of my life. I was … Continue reading You never know what miracles are around the corner
Author: kingsleyflett
Changing the tune
We used to train under one floodlight on those near freezing mid-winter nights at Kupara park in Katanning. I can remember hearing a call ‘Ming! Ming!’, all I could see through the gloom, was a set of white teeth and kicked it straight to Vince. It might have been instinct because I couldn’t ever count … Continue reading Changing the tune
Holy Land
I was only just thinking that the world needs a few more like John Muir, Edward Abbey, Dian Fossey and Ansell Adams right now when I saw a quote from John Muir, talking about the word ‘saunter’. He said, in part, ‘away back in the Middle Ages people used to go on pilgrimages to … Continue reading Holy Land