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 […]Read More Ipoh, Malaysia
The opium trade wasn’t just about “evil” Britishers imposing their terrible and implacable will upon child like and helpless asians. Some Indians were forced to grow opium, others made enormous profits from it. There is nothing childlike about Asian people, particularly the Chinese, or for that matter the Indians. They are, and always have been, […]Read More Opium, not of, but for the people
Some wonderful images sent to us from our cousin Rono in Kolkata.Read More Lovely Indian Images
We’ve all…well…ok….some of us….have read Edgar Allan Poe’s chilling tale of the Tell Tale Heart. This, gentle reader is the Tale…(pause for dramatic effect)…of the Tell Tale Hat. it was a day like any other…well, actually it wasn’t. It was a pretty terrible day what with K being in Adelaide with her family grieving over […]Read More The Tell Tale Hat
Now HERE is the last blog from Bangers, luckily for you all there’s no wifi at the station or on the train. Here is the sensational Dum sim from the Shanghai mansions. Served by the incredibly beautiful and kind Ruby. When Ruby asked after “Madam” and I explained that K was in Adelaide to be […]Read More So I lied. Get used to it powderpuffs.