I was in Switzerland when I received an email in early September 2026 advising me that there was going to be a dinner three months later to celebrate 50 years of Football (Soccer) at Sydney Grammar School and I wryly commented
‘That’s a long way to go for a dinner’. Continue reading
In January 1973, I arrived in Sydney, NSW, Australia, the culmination of an 11-month journey overland through Asia with my girlfriend Heather and friend Richard. We had crossed Turkey, Iran and Afghanistan by rail and bus, and then travelled through the legendary Khyber Pass into Pakistan, and spent a month exploring Northern India and I made the first of what was to become a total of 14 visits to Nepal.
I am penning these words sitting in the somewhat dated but cosy restaurant car as we speed across the partly forested Siberian Plain between Krasnoyarsk and Irkutsk on the Trans-Siberian railway. And perhaps I should address one misnomer at the very beginning Continue reading
Paris in the Spring is a magical place, beloved by writers, filmmakers, poets and romantics but there is always a problem when I come here each Spring – I do not get to see much of Paris!
For me and many others who flock to Paris at the end of each May, Paris means one thing only Continue reading
Notes from a Nomad 