To Live It’s been a merry month, has May. Merry and humid. While the temperature has been in the bearable low-forties, the humidity has pushed that to feeling somewhere in the low fifties. Even the locals are finding it hard. Read more
Its Monday. It’s youth camp time! I’m sat in the junior boys home where 50 teens are having an amazing time. Over the 2 and a half day event put on by the church, there will be games, worship, teaching, Read more
Week 8. Has it really been that long? I’ve been living in India for 2 months. In some ways I feel ingratiated into the way of life here and in others I still feel like a fish out of water… Read more
It’s time to show you a little bit of what I’m involved in. Are you ready? My voluntary work is for an Indian NGO (non-governmental organisation) in Goa called Bethesda Life Centre, founded and run by Martin and Beena Philip. Read more
Fishermen always put themselves at risk. The seas and oceans of this planet are affected by oft-unpredictable weather patterns and a big, round rock in the sky. Sometimes they go away for a day, sometimes months. Sometimes they can land Read more
It’s Monday and I’ve spent the entire day cleaning the apartment. After a wash I relax and watch one of my favourite movies on my black and white TV. It’s Tuesday and the electricity has gone off 6 times. At Read more
My naivety was the only thing supressing my laughter. ‘Surely he can’t be doing what I think he’s doing?’ It all started with the question “how old are you”. It’s an honest question, but still a question best played with Read more
It’s 10am. I’m drinking coffee with my head swirling. The sun begins its defrost cycle, the neighbours white and ginger cat has been let out and begins its morning prowl, and I really begin to miss my mum. Yes, that Read more
Shania Twain has a way with words. Everyone knew that the second she boyishly uttered “let’s go girls”, and face it, you thought “YES SHANIA!” (even though you were burley Bob from Barnsley). When she sang “You’re Still The One” Read more
Well, I live in India! As I write, the air is alive with incense, colour, red dust and honking horns – ecstatically engaging all your senses. Cows, stray dogs and pedestrians have as much right of way as scooters and Read more