A particularly magical part of the world this country Victoria. A whole generation of cashed up hippie musicians and artists from Melbourne and flotillas of gorgeous and immaculate gay guys from the hospitality sector in Sydney have met half way (so to speak) and created a joyous outburst of fine dining and sweet living. God […]Read More Benders to Beeches
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.
The glamours of the KM Kelud on parade for you.Read More Beautiful Boat People
Some wonderful images sent to us from our cousin Rono in Kolkata.Read More Lovely Indian Images
Just four days but what a blast. We’ll def be back. The oldies (ahem, what Pete Townsend called “My Generation”), really rock it here. Is it the heat, the lemongrass, the chili, ginger and garlic ? Tom Yum for breakfast with jasmine tea ? Whatever they’re doing they’re doing it just right. They are kind […]Read More Leaving Bangkok Boo Hoo
The Iceman Goeth. And when the jobs done ? Noodles and Ice.Read More Bangkok: The Iceman Cometh
Calcutta ? It makes the Naked City seem like a kindergarden. This guy was keeping a close eye on things. May have a hot date ? A VERY close eye. And I think we can all agree that the result was outstanding. More importantly of course, the chicks will dig it. As you can see […]Read More Barbers, Busts, Buddhists, Bitches, Buildings, Bus Boys and Bed Head Ticket Counters.
Got lost on the way to breakfast, past a school uniform shop, school uniforms have certainly changed since our day. Found ourselves on Chowringhee, wacked on the bonce by a descending traffic arm, footpath up, footpath down, our feet like monkey’s paws feeling the ground beneath, soles undulating with the terrain, toes clutching the broken […]Read More A Little Ray of Sunshine in Bishop LeFroy Street
Kolkata. Take 2. It’s grand to revisit but especially when a city has captured your heart. There’s something about Kolkata. The place. The people. The joie-de-vivre. The haunting smells of cardamom, rose, garlic, onions and incense. The bite of chilli to your eyes. The constant squawking crow-chatter with their balletic swoops hither and thither. We […]Read More Bengali Bonhomie. Kolkata Kindness.