A new shoe-shop has opened in Villingili but the owner is taking no chances and has diversified. You might enter looking for footwear but you are just as likely to emerge with the latest in tinned tuna. Continue reading
The Author by the HIH Pool
On the way home I have tea in a café, choosing noodles and mango juice. The chap who brings the juice is about thirty and sits down. Continue reading
I am ensconced in a two-bedroom apartment all to myself. I have not bathed in such luxury since I left my three-bedroom London squat in 1993. Continue reading
HIH Pool at Sunset
I have managed to scrounge up two young men (who, strangely, do not speak English) to clean the gaggable filth left behind by the previous tenants. Nazrul is very dark and average looking whilst Habab is the best looking man I have ever shared breathing-space with. A visage normally residing within Italian Vogue.