Its not exactly my cup of arak though there is something to it. Also, alas, there’s no getting around the fact that the island was absolutely chockers with artist/kiddy fiddlers for many decades. Did they have some sort of network that passed the word around about Bali ? The two first works below are […]Read More Bali Art
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 […]Read More Kuta…the Curate’s Egg
I tried to think it over but the words got in the way These words say it much more better anyway. Most people live on a lonely island Lost in the middle of a foggy sea Most people long for another island One where they know they would like to be Bali Ha’i may call […]Read More Bali Hai
It was raining. Tropically. End of the world style. Hmmm, what’s this ? A nice bourgeois looking bolt hole, suitable for a dilapidated hippie to seek peace and shelter therein from the stormy wall of water…. Or so I thought ! Alchemy, a Vegan establishment ! I glanced about at my fellow diners. It was […]Read More Billy goes Vegan (momentarily)
They had a lot to smile about. Their pizza and apple pie were first rate, top notch and just like Mama used to bake. Crunchy thin crusts, fresh toppings, olive oil, caramely honey sweet chunky apple pie in flaky pastry, all within a hundred yards of a burning ghat. After meeting these magnificent pie-men I […]Read More The Smiling Pie-Men of Benares meet the simple Sigh-Man of Sydney.