Help!
Hello again! So, I’m finally making some progress with this book thing of mine. I’ve decided to write a prologue just to outline where I was before this project started, … Continue reading
An announcement
Dear friends, foes, knees and toes. It may have become obvious to you, as savvy readers, that my output has been somewhat non-existent over the last few months. Well, … Continue reading
Knock and run – part two
Rolling my sleeves up had a twofold effect, firstly it showed my Witnessing friend that I meant business, (although in a cartoon Popeye-esque fashion) and secondly, it revealed my Darwin … Continue reading
Knock and Run – Part 1
*Knock Knock* In my head that’s how this religion was going to begin, with a simple knocking at my door. Like Field of Dreams I’d built it and now I … Continue reading
SayWHATanism!
As I was flippantly rattling off the Religions I would be living over the next year, Paul listened with interest. He may be a Christian, but he is also religious … Continue reading
Green man and a love note to nature
As I watched the Wicker Man burst into flames, illuminating 12,000 worn but innocent and spritely faces, I thought of the wishes and hopes people had written and hung inside … Continue reading
Countdown to Eid
Celebrating Eid with a cake, a shave and a fornicate; I readied myself for the colossal sigh of relief to release itself from my lungs and ricochet triumphantly around the … Continue reading
Two mosques, Abdullah, a taxi cab, a walk, some grass, a sit down, a tree, a caterpillar and me – Part 2
Taking steps back and forth while throwing up our hands to articulate the international sign for “after you mate, I insist”, mine and Abdullah’s respective politeness was causing us to … Continue reading
Two Mosques, Abdullah, a taxi cab, a walk, some grass, a sit down, a tree, a caterpillar and me. – Part 1
As the Sun’s rays attempted to turn me into a pillar of salt, I slid towards the Mosque leaving a trail of slime and sludge behind me. For any passes … Continue reading
Prayer Game
Sat crossed legged at the back of the mosque in a position eerily reminiscent of my early Hindu days, I found myself bereft of ideas. After driving some 20 miles … Continue reading
Religious tourist 