Songs of My Trip….in Sri Lanka

I’m pretty sure it’s something that happens to everyone: when you go on a long trip you can’t be arsed to keep putting new music on your music machine so certain songs just stick with you. They take on a new meaning and entertain you more than they ever have done before. Here I have five songs which have done just that: metamorphised into my memory soundtrack of my trip so far. Continue reading


Idiosyncrasies… in the Maldives

An amazing thing happened today. While Jerome and I were helping with some swimming classes at 6.30AM, three old men took a poo in the sea right next to us. The turds floated down to us and we had all the kids screaming “EEEEEWWWW A POOOOOOOOO” which was hilarious, but it set in motion the wheels and cogs of my mind: why are they pooing in the sea? Continue reading

Oh dear, another picnic… Don’t you mean: C’mon Another Picnic!!!

Today I am embarking on another picnic. This time to the less exotic , but hopefully a lot drier, destination of “the bridge”, which is a pick-up truck’s drive away.

Here is a list of the things I plan on doing differently:

  • Sun cream up like I’m Ginger.
  • Pack thousands of plastic bags in case of heavy rain.
  • Don’t take any food, there will be plenty.
  • Bring an umbrella (for the sun, fools)
  • Assign someone the role of sun-cream applier at the beginning of the day and remind them of their duties at regular intervals.
  • Go to the toilet before the builders start work.
  • Eat a big breakfast, you never know when the big meal is going to drop in the day, but not too big because I need to make sure I can last until the builders finish work at 8pm.Image

I shall review my experience at the end of the day, hoping that practice really does make perfect, because if it doesn’t, I’m going to need another few bottles of aftersun….

So, where am I going?

(At this point in time, I have no idea, is the short answer.) I was supposed to be out in the Maldives earlier this month, being the head coach and that, but the elections are holding everything up. Here is a Maldivian political snapshot to explain vaguely which is keeping me in NW6. I honestly have no idea what is going on due to the several degrees of separation between myself and Addu island where I should be coaching as I type.

BUT this is leaving me with a lot of time for self-improvement (!), soul searching (!), and completing a Level 2 Coaching qualification in Reading (…). Although it wasn’t the most fun I’ve ever had, I had a reasonable amount of fun and I learnt how to risk assess things lying about on the floor which will come in useful in a place such as the Maldives, where there are lots of things on the floor I hear.

This sort of heralds the beginning of my “gap year“, or “gap yah”, depending on where you are from. My main fears are not of being attacked, or not making friends, but of just letting the time slip away through inactivity, be it on my part or others. I need to structure my year as soon as I can, both for my own sanity and, well mainly my own sanity: the main problem is that I need to find things to do a lot more than people want to help me find things to do. Working in a shop and pottering around will be interesting for a while, but why spend a year of my life not in university to do that?

Nevertheless, there are plenty of opportunities to get my fingers in lots of pies… However in the Maldives all they eat is fish curry and pork will be banned, so all the pies will be over here for the minute. I might choose to spend this time reading, I hope I do.

Below is a picture of an octopus elephant