• Come in number 5 – your time is up: health and visa nightmares in Kyrgyzstan

    I haven’t written anything for what seems like an age.  That’s because it has been an age.  Why this is I know not, save for the fact that I guess I’ve been a little jaded with it all and I really haven’t been bothered.  Travel has been shut down, I’ve not really been getting up …

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  • Responsibility Part Two: Shakespeare with Kids

    I was 19 when I went to drama school.  I had a silver metal pencil-case with a Shakespeare quote on it – the letters of which I’d stuck on myself in ‘black gothic’ font.  “Suit the action to the word, the word to the action.”  Man I thought I was so cool.  Lifted from my …

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  • Responsibility Part One: Camping with Kids

    I should be in China now right?  Hell I should be in India – but tell me something I don’t know.  Apologies to sound like a broken record, but the visa situation hasn’t changed, and I’m still stuck in Bishkek.  As there has been very little in the way of shenanigans to regale you with …

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  • Teaching Shakespeare, horse treks, lost glasses and sleeping in a bush

    Mighty me look at that.  I didn’t do one post for the entire month of April!  What has become of me?  Where am I?  What sordid exploits have I been getting up to?  What fulfilment have you possibly had in your lives without my constant barrage of barely entertaining drivel?  Well my little cheeky chums, …

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  • China-China-China, Krygz dance recitals and abandoned Soviet factories

    Everything’s a bit shit at the moment isn’t it?  And by everything I mean the USA.  And this blog post.  Like many of you I’m honestly sick to the back teeth of hearing the name of Donald Trump, and seeing his chicken fillet face spout the words ‘China’ and ‘wall’ at mindless, brain-dead supporters shrieking …

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  • A foray into stability and a return to Almaty

    I’ve become entrenched in my own seemingly bottomless pit of procrastination.  Quite frankly dear readers I’m really tired.  The winter is taking the breath out of me and my knack for finding a decent story, usually derogatory to my own self esteem and pride. Yeah sure I’d woken up in a bar a few times …

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  • Horses, broken backs, goddesses and coffee shop wankers

    You knew it was going to happen, I knew it was going to happen, everyone knew it was going to happen.  I’m staying in Bishkek.  For the time being at least.  As much as Chinese New Year was tempting, the distance to cover, the weather and the visa are not.  Instead I’m languishing in the capital …

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  • New year, Bishkek visa run and losing our heroes

    As I’m still far behind due to being bone idle and actually having no real humdingers to regale you with, I’ve rolled a few stories into one just to keep you entertained and up to date, beginning with a brief description of my New Year.  Now as far as this goes, this wasn’t a bad’un.  Standing …

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