After much dithering and
procrastination, in 2010, at last I managed to get round to
completing my first book, Timbuktu Overland, followed
closely the following year with my second book, Yemen:
Travels in a State of Terror.
ones in colour are mainly travelogues and coffee table books without
any profound comment. The others mainly in black and white, also without profound
verbal comment, are less travel books than my attempts at artistic
interpretation of various locations and events.
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for a free preview...and please feel free to buy the books or send me comments
(preferably constructive and encouraging).
In this last section below are planned books which I have started to
research and draft. Maybe I will get
round to putting the rest of my travel writings in
order...if you are really keen, and particularly
if you are a prospective publisher, I do have sample chapters of all of the
titles below, but I seem to be making little progress in completing them.
As time passes, they become ever less likely to be completed.
A voyage of
world is about one man’s voyage of discovery,
of himself, the world and three star hotels. It is an irreverent look at
European, American and Oriental idiosyncrasies and culture. There are those
who will not be offended by it, but I can’t think whom.
They say that travel broadens the
mind...but what do they know?
My life as
Hell is in
Norway sets out to explode some of the myths
surrounding this supposedly just, caring country. The reality is closer to 1984, and has more in common with the Soviet Union than
a modern democracy. Not
surprisingly it has one of the world’s highest suicide rates.
It is an advanced, high
tech economy with an electrical system built to the same specification as
Albania’s and where, as a result, they have more domestic electrical fires
than any other country in Europe.
I first met
Lindahl, or rather saw him as he walked across the grass on his hands. Due
to his less than sober state he was also walking on his feet. The fact that
his head was horizontal, provided him with a somewhat unusual perspective of
the world, but then his education in Sweden had no doubt also contributed to
his bizarre perspective of "abroad".
The sorry tale
of a group of Scandinavians on a cheapie package
deal to Gran Canaria including an interesting take on the Battle of Poltava
and troglodyte habitations.
I cannot be sure that what I experience when I am awake is real, can I be
sure that my dreams are only dreams?"
Nowhere is about the
feelings of displacement and of not belonging to where we are. It is
not necessarily about being very far from home, more of not knowing how far
we are from home or even not knowing where home is.
Not sure if this will ever be
complete, but it seems an apt title to include on