As you know John, Alula and I left the UK in January 2010. We were looking for a new home – somewhere hot, less stressful, somewhere with a creative, entrepreneurial vibe, somewhere with good schools and good people. And we found Bali and it’s our version of perfect living (back then I hadn’t even anticipated …
Today is an exceptionally wonderful day. And most days out here are. But today is especially so. I got some really amazing news at 6.04am as I stood blurry eyed over the porridge pot making Lula’s breakfast. I can’t tell you what just yet but will do in due course. Anyway feeling happy equates to …
This week I said yes to a lot of things. On Thursday I took part in a Goddess ceremony. It told me I needed to do a past life regression. (I haven’t said yes to that yet). On Saturday I wore a black tutu and went ecastatic dancing in a rice paddy. There were a …
Something has happened to me. Something truly quite shocking. It’s like good kids who get sent to Feltham and come out knife wielding crack addicted nutjobs. I am that kid. And Ubud is my Feltham. And after four weeks I’ve changed. I think I’m a nutjob. Just not a knife-wielding crack addicted one. I have …
I’m a failure. This according to Nyoman and Made the two women who own the shop over the road. I am a failure because I only have a daughter. ‘You have more children soon yes?’ they ask. ‘Err no. Not planning on it,’ I say. They stare at me with a mixture of pity and …
I’m having a ceremony for the opening of the clinic, my friend Meg tells me. She is opening Ubud’s first proper colonic clinic. (I’m not sure what proper means? That they have EU certified hoses or something?) I’ve no idea what it will involve she says, but please come. You will have to give a …
It’s amazing. You think you can travel 8000 miles and never have to deal with the old shit again. But guess what folks, turns out you do. Turns out you could move to a whole new galaxy a million light years away and that shit would still find you. You’d still be dealing. Luckily I’m …
Our lovely housemate who is staying a few weeks comes into the kitchen one morning and asks: ‘What time does Bintang open?’ (Bintang being the local supermarket on a par with Lidl). ‘8 I think,’ John says, ‘But if you need anything for breakfast just help yourself.’ ‘I need butt lube,’ she says. ‘Right,’ says …
Alula and I drive past a fifty foot high horse and Alula asks: What’s the horse for? – The King died. A real King? – Yes. He died and they’re having a cremation. What’s a cremation? – It’s something they do when people die. So will they take him to the not dead doctors and …
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