Chanting monks provided a suitably exotic soundtrack as we climbed to the top of our own private Angkor temple in the grey pre-dawn light. Sitting between two stone lions,.
14 years ago
Even though we’d slept in, we were determined to track down the Cambodian breakfast dish of nom ban chock, often called simply Khmer noodles in English. We were working.
14 years ago
Sitting on top of the “fast” boat to Phnom Penh, the wind ruffling my hair, Miss M beside me busily cleaning the deck with our last wet wipe, I.
14 years ago
Bumping along in a crowded bus headed for the border town of Chau Doc in Vietnam’s Mekong Delta, between the grunts from a piglet in a rice sack, Darling.
14 years ago
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile. Yep, just like the 1915 marching song recommends, we are packing up and heading off for.
14 years ago
The best fondue in Nyon is apparently found at La Pinte in Rue de Rive. I had never actually tried fondue before but it’s the dish I wanted to.
14 years ago
My sweet lovely Nanna died on Monday. She broke her hip in the early hours of Saturday in the bathroom of her nursing home and spent her final days.
14 years ago
It’s a year ago today that I got that terrible phone call saying Dad had died while doing charity work in the Solomon Islands. Mum had kissed him goodbye.
14 years ago