April 2007
→ Spice
(29th April 2007)
Yesterday I wrote nothing because I, er, got bored. Bored in Zanzibar. It's possible, if one is alone and spends all day tramping round the mostly picturesque but also tout-ridden streets of Stone Town. It's a bit much when Batman becomes light relief. Today I decided to be active and took a spice tour. I generally avoid organised tours because they're awful. This one looked like ...
(27th April 2007)
In 24 hours, two strange encounters with short-statured people. First: I was lying on my rather splendid Tanzanian four-poster bed yesterday evening watching a dreadful film called Mindhunters by Renny Harlin and "starring" Christian Slater, who gets iced in half by liquid nitrogen, Jonny Lee Miller, who demonstrates perfectly clearly why he has never become more famous, the bloke who played Webster in ...
(26th April 2007)
I have been tramping around dirty places all day and am now sitting in front of a computer in a well-aired room off Old Bagamoyo road wearing a crisp white shirt and clean jeans and thinking I've got no idea what to write. This will probably be true even if I do write something so with that in mind I offer the option to look ...
→ Idiocy
(25th April 2007)
Lucie Blackman's murderer has been acquitted. I call him her murderer because a blind, deaf, dumb and colossally developmentally challenged person could see that he murdered her. A year or so ago I interviewed Lucie's father for a piece for Glamour Marie Claire Generic Women's Mag about young women who get killed abroad. He sounded like his ego was in place - and he ...