Kuta…the Curate’s Egg

Kuta, Perth’s northernmost suburb, has been a happy playground for Aussies this last half century gone. It started to go off full tilt about the time the Americans landed on the Moon.  Now the Jews have crashed onto the Moon and the Chinese are up to something inscrutable on the dark side and still the […]

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The Boat to Bali

Banyuwangi, unlike Krakatoa, actually East of Java….well…..Far eastern Java anyway. Let’s see, our last sight of Java was Ronnie, the Sunglasses King.  Nice guy. The Customs Guy gave us a cheery thumbs up, though arguably technically not.  More a fist really.  Yes.  Let’s face it.  He was giving us the fist.   I looked deeply […]

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Singapore ? We adore !

Back in Singapore after almost a year’s staggering about in the near, and distant, north.  All of Asia is beautiful, the people extraordinarily enchanting, decent, kind, civilised and friendly. But Singapore is something special. We all remember reading about powerful city states in ancient times, Athens, Thebes etc.  Singapore is the spiritual descendant of these, […]

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The Happy People of Bukit Bintang

Kristen is still away grieving with her cousins and Aunty.  I’m suddenly all on my own, a callow youth of barely 60 summers,  lost in the big steaming megalopolis of KL.  It sometimes makes me feel like this, While at other times it’s more like this, But bless the cotton socks of the Bukit Bintangians. […]

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Colonialism (according to some of the formerly colonised) and some freedom of speech issues it raises.

A bar, somewhere in Malaysia.  The Tiger was flowing, the whisky and water was going down nicely. Surprising No ?  We in the West have been told over and over again that colonialism was an unalloyed evil that we should be thoroughly ashamed of.   Not so, it seems. Warning.  A political diatribe follows.  If […]

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Ipoh, Malaysia

I was upset when I arrived in Ipoh.  Uncle Peter was dying.  Kristen was in Adelaide.  It was hot and sweaty.  My hotel had run out of beer.  Everything seemed to be closed.  Places that said they were open were closed. It was pissing me off big time.  I contemplated leaving straight away.  Then it […]

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