Author Archives: Stoo

After a year away I have come to the decision to stop writing an entry every day.  This has come about twofold; one, because I’ve fallen into something of a rut and have very little interesting to say, and two, I’m boring both myself and you, dear readers, with trivialities.  Therefore in an effort to …

Feeling able to stray a little further from the comfort of the WC, I decide it’s time I updated my wardrobe a little and picked up some toiletries.  I’ve fallen into a handy, if slightly expensive pattern of running out of everything all at once, so I literally need to replace the entire contents of …

More of the same today dear readers.  I’m shivering and cowering under my blanket for most of the day, with frequent visits to the bathroom.  Only a couple of hostel dwellers are feeling 100%, and I do feel sorry for the new walk-ins unknowingly entering a biohazard.  Still the encouraging sign is that I’m forced …

Today sees the first anniversary of my world travels.  This time last year I was sitting on board a flight to San Francisco with everything and nothing stretched out before me like an unwoven tapestry you attempt to complete after several tequilas.  A Rainbow-Bright colour-in felt scene where you’ve scribbled over the lines.  A paint-by-numbers …

The first rule about the apocalyptic party is, don’t talk about the apocalyptic party.  That’s about as far as I’m allowed to go with that, otherwise I could potentially get a friend into trouble.  Perhaps if I publish a book at some point I’ll get round to telling you about it.  What I can say …

James Peter Alden supped tentatively on the sharp beer and coughed.  It wasn’t the best ale he’d encountered on his travels, probably as a result of the establishment.  There was little else to do on a chilly midweek evening but attend the debaucherous shenanigans kicking off in a local student bar.  It was the kind …

I have a companion to show me Bouzov castle, which is situated around to two hours from Olomouc in the rolling Czech countryside.  The castle itself is something out of a Disney movie, with a fairytale feel about it, and indeed a number of films have been made here.  It’s easy to see why with …

I’ve got a plan to finally get out and do something tomorrow, so I’m not going to have a big party tonight.  That said, I’ve still got ants in my pants come 11pm, and I saunter down to the local.  I’m back in bed by one though, and feeling pretty pleased with myself that I …

A visit to the cinema is in order.  I’m still struggling to remember what I did last night, but I do recall feeling pretty damn shakey.  For some reason I think going to the cinema is a decent think to do when you’ve got a hangover.  Not so.  In fact it’s a terrible idea, as …

I’m writing nearly a week behind and will explain why later, but as a result I have no idea what I did today.  This certainly isn’t the first time that it’s happened, and as I said before I will probably remember at a later date and edit it.  I can guesstimate that going out somewhere …