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The Swaling, Part Eighteen
And that was our routine. For the following nights, I would collect Tammy from the Royal Maroc, just after dark, take her to my establishment and pay her in. The night would be spent on [more…]
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Walk on the Wild Side
You know what they say, ‘if you can’t stand the heat, get out of…’ So, on a sticky, sultry summer’s day we decided to do just that and headed out of the bustle of the [more…]
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Artwork in my Home – Part Three
Following on from parts 1 & 2 of this series I thought I would stick with tradition and number this “part 3” – stunning and brave! The delay in producing this article is entirely due [more…]
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In Cathar Country, Part Two
Introduction Although the castles in the Aude department of France are now referred to collectively as ‘Cathar Castles,’ the term is misleading in that while their sites may once have provided refuge for Cathars fleeing [more…]
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A meeting with an illegal migrant
Liège, autumn 2018 It was pouring with rain in Liège, so I decided to store my backpack in a station locker before spending a few hours traipsing in the wet around the place. Unfortunately, the [more…]
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The Swaling, Part Seventeen
We’re at a beach near Tangiers, saved from the worst of the city’s sprawl and its hustlers by being some way around the coast. Tammy has just told me that she assumes our mission to [more…]
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Nouilles a la Cnut
As many of you know, I am something of a foodologist, responsible for such delights as this delicious meatloaf: and other such culinary masterpieces for example this 1″ thick sourdough failure that worked nicely as [more…]
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In Cathar Country, Part One
Introduction In the comments to my recent article about the Conques Tympanum quite a few readers made reference to ‘Cathar Country’ so, as I have pictures from my trips to the region I thought an [more…]
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The Swaling, Part Sixteen
We’re in the western Mediterranean, on the North African side. Literally in it, myself and Tammy are embarked upon an afternoon swim having escaped from the ever-present pestering mob of Tangiers hustlers, to the empty [more…]