"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)


The Great Silence

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The Search For Wisdom


I am off once more on my travels.
The search may take some time.

Cartoon copied from The New Yorker, without permission

A Matter Of Scale



Picture taken on the Giza Plateau, on the outskirts of Cairo.

Where Everything Is Music

“In my beginning is my end.
Now the light falls…”



“You must go by the way of dispossession.
In order to arrive at what you are not.

You must go through the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not…”


Quotations taken from East Coker, Four Quartets. (T S Eliot. 1940)
Pictures taken after yesterday’s birthday-party on the roof-terrace

Expecting The Unexpected

Having lived in India for over five years, suddenly confronting the unexpected no longer truly surprises me.
But finding myself in the midst of a wrestling match, while walking to our local shops this morning, was one experience I had never even considered.

“If you do not expect the unexpected you will not find it, for it is not to be reached by search or trail.”
Heraclitus (c. 535 -475 BC)



Pictures taken in Fort Cochin.

A Certain Aloofness

A tourist observes the evening street-life of India from her guest-house balcony.



Picture taken in Pattalam, Fort Cochin.

A Full House

Returning to the house after running errands,
I am often greeted by several pairs of unrecognised shoes outside my door.

It usually indicates the presence of one of the many squadrons of workers, who are summoned by Shaji from time to time.

Over the years, I have slowly grown used to teams of plumbers, electricians, carpenters, tilers, upholsterers or decorators suddenly swooping upon the house.

Now I know them all quite well.
But not quite well enough to identify them by their sandals..



Picture taken outside my front door.