The Visitor – 6th March 2023

Our visitor, quiet by our side
So close, so very close
There’s no one else and nothing happens
We share this realm
There’s no ordinary language
Just the feeling of unbounded love
The presence remains
Long after the sun turns golden
The comfort the visitor brings
– Hope to see you again

inspired by (and phrases appropriated from) Nick Cave’s Red Hand Files


Today I’m feeling:

Happy and relaxed.

Today I’m grateful for:

The iron, the ironing board, electricity, TV, Netflix, Sex Education and spare time. All these combined saw me knock off the pile of 20-plus shirts that now hang, reasonably smooth, in my wardrobe.

The best thing about today was:

Shaving off a five-day beard growth with a new razor. I always try to make my razors last well past their supposed use date which is something ridiculous like 15 shaves. But I’m also always relieved when I switch to a new one and can get a clean shave with no rashes or cuts.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

My main computer has been slowly dying for the last two years and is being particularly troublesome today after not having any issues at all yesterday. I get to the point where I’m resigned to the fact that I’ll have to buy a new one and then it will suddenly start working ok again for a few months. This time might be the end though.

Something I learned today?

I watched a video about the Two Sessions in China. The National People’s Congress and the CPPCC ( I forget exactly what this acronym is now). They meet every year and elect new leaders every five. What was interesting was that they clearly represent a wide range of peoples and groups throughout the whole country.

What is a defining moment of my life?

Moving away from the UK – really the whole impetus for this blog which has now morphed into something else.

Meeting TLJ – the start of a long difficult recovery.

Meeting Amy – the becoming of a truly independent adult and finding deep happiness.

I took this picture because as I was arriving at Utopia this morning the leaves’ symmetry struck me, requesting a photo to be taken.

Although the semester isn’t over and I still have things to do, it already feels like holiday.
Today is another Buddhist holiday too so I’m taking advantage of the free time. I ploughed through the shirts whilst watching Netflix – the semi-watchable but very contrived Sex Education. The best thing about it is the setting in a beautiful part of England that I’ll look up and find because I’d like to go there and check it out for real.
The air quality fucking sucks right now and the mountains are barely visible but I’ve forced myself out again, to sit at Daytripper, read, write and reflect.

Ermine’s Anger – 30th January 2023

Death shed its dead skin
The anger evaporated within
Never amounted to anything
Always contemptuous of joy
The sign of a dumb boy

Devastation healed the wound
Which I myself had groomed
With a perception then assumed
The divide between us real
As now and the past reveal

inspired and pilfered from Nick Cave’s The Red Hand Files #220 and a question from Ermine


Today I’m feeling:

Energetic and content.

Today I’m grateful for:

The music store in Germany where I bought a bunch of CDs from that arrived today. More music to listen to!
I’m also grateful to the band from Istanbul that contacted me to help with their 2nd album release. It’s aces and I hope I can be involved somehow.

The best thing about today was:

Feeling energetic again. I cruised along getting things mentally crossed off lists of things that needed to be done and that I wanted to do.

I also enjoyed playing with Tokyo out in her driveway as she rolled around happily. She got a little bitey but not aggressively. She’s a lovely dog that could benefit from some proper training.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

Both my classes had control problems today. The first was noisy but happy and mostly doing what I asked of them. I handled it by letting them do as they wished once they’d completed their tasks.

The second class were late and after ten minutes I shut the doors and started teaching, not letting anyone else in. This meant less than half the class attended and it was excellent as I could focus my efforts on everyone. I handled the situation without getting annoyed or upset and letting the kids enjoy their choice not to be in class. It’s up to them now.

Something I learned today?

Today I consciously thought ‘ah, this is something I can write for this section today’ and now…..blank! What was it! (10 minutes later) Nope. It’s gone. I’ll probably remember sometime tomorrow. I should make a note of it straight away! Duh!

What is something I want to do for others in the coming year?

I want to help musicians to spread their music further into Southeast Asia as much as I can from my remote location.
I also want to help my students improve their chances of being able to go abroad by motivating them to study English more.

I took this picture because this is the Kim Chi lookalike from the hairdressers yesterday. I like that the shot is not correct, focus in the wrong place and half the head not in frame. It was an action shot. I took another picture just before this that did have everything correct but favour this one.

On Friday and Saturday, I felt very muddle-headed but thankfully woke up yesterday running at about 80% and the day felt much more enjoyable. I’d finished the cough and nose meds and just have the rib injury meds to go now. My chest is feeling generally better but I have pains in different areas than before. Also, having just been lying down or sleeping for most of the last 4 days I developed a bit of lower back pain.
As I was starting to improve last night and weighed myself before bed I realise I need to push myself much more as my weight has been slowly flourishing and that’s not the direction I wish to continue. I pushed myself a little more this morning and will also do a short evening workout, I think.
I certainly feel a lot better this morning and feel calm in my class of whirlwind kids. My patience was tested but I just keep reminding myself that I’m doing what I can for them. I also have to remind myself that they are still just kids, finding their way and working things out.
I could be talking about myself.

Dark Cave Of Joy – 21st January 2023

What are we doing
If we’re not shining a light?
Just scrambling in the cave
Wishing for stage exit right

No shadows in the dark
Beg for optimism’s guide
Joy is found in striving
For the way outside

undoubtedly inspired by Nick Cave’s Red Hand Files
19th Apr 2024 – Submitted to RDP Friday


Today I’m feeling:

Happy and dusty from a long bike ride

Today I’m grateful for:

The security guard who waved me on at PB Valley so that I could do and look around and take a couple of nice pictures.

The best thing about today was:

The toothless old men who talked to me in their villages and their lovely dogs coming to sniff and investigate me.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

Little Fino got out of my control on a gravel surface and sent me flying over the handlebars. I handled the situation by laying motionless for a second and staring at the sky. I mentally checked my body and brains and found a few sore spots but no real harm done.

Something I learned today?

I finally learned the route around the checkpoint in Mae Chan. It’s not worth using it just to avoid the checkpoint but there is lots of beautiful land out there and I felt connected with it all.

You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for?
I’ll not fall for this. There’s a reason for the saying ‘be careful what you wish for.’ Has any story about having wishes come true turned out well?

  1. Any wish must not have any negative consequence for anybody or anything now or in the future.
  2. (a wish)
  3. Three more wishes, please.
    Etc etc
    Does that work?
I took this picture because this world is just so beautiful and I saw more of it on my bike ride today.

Inside The Cave – 18th January 2023

Sitting at a desk struggling with pen
The whispers sadden the heart
Quietly goes the evening time
As walls all around rip apart

No muse did visit this night
And the pen resheathed in place
But sleep offered little respite
Nor the purring kitten’s embrace

All disappear in the morning glow
Both good and bad, hard reset
Return to the stool and empty paper
Where no thoughts have emerged yet


Today I’m feeling:

Happy and needed.

Today I’m grateful for:

Everything! Can I be grateful for everything? New pens, the chemist that sold me medication, the check out lady that helped repack my bag and I joked with her saying thank you for doing it properly cos I’m just a boy, the nemo CDs Yukari sent me and I blasted today, my phone, the camera, each one of my lovely students and each one of the not so lovely students and even the students I don’t know that just randomly talk with me and this and that and everything!

The best thing about today was:

Switching to my teacher’s Facebook account and finding a three-day-old message from Boss saying that he has been feeling down and wants medical help. I urgently messaged him back and thankfully he was ok. I met him at lunch time and we discussed, via lots of Google translate, getting him to the hospital on Friday morning. We talked for about thirty minutes and he was tearing up at the end and as we were about to leave he held out his arms for a hug and I felt sad for him as he obviously doesn’t get any attention or affection from his father and he appreciates the help I’m giving him.

This all came after last night when I had sent a message to Mee asking if she was ok because she had felt sick and feverish in my class. She wrote back saying that she really appreciated my message because no one else had asked her how she was. We then got talking and she mentioned she is taking antidepressants which I found unusual as she’s only 12 or 13.

But that is the age that I started to feel depressed for no good reason and it was another 17 years before I was diagnosed so I think it’s ok that it is recognised earlier now though also cautious that it’s not just a quick fix offered by doctors.

Anyway, when I saw her again today she ran up to me and gave me a hug, along with Yok and Pet. They are not great students but I’m aware they have other, bigger things going on in their lives that have an effect. They are still great kids.

What was out of your control today and how did you handle it?

Anything out of my control was handled with calm and a smile. Really there wasn’t anything except the usual issues with slack students. It’s so regular that I don’t get upset about it specifically and handle it by contacting the headteacher who can deal with it as they please.

Something I learned today?

I’ve been checking dates and information on Treworgey Tree Fayre in 1989 and found a short BBC video about English festivals. I don’t remember seeing it before but I must have at the time, the violence meted out by the police (in the Battle of the Beanfield) on the peace convoy in 1985 was vicious and appalling. It made me angry all over again. I guess this was something I relearned today.

Write about your siblings…

Well, this is a simple one. I don’t have any. I can remember when I was in Whitehaven, aged between 4 and 8, I would tell my mum that I wanted a sibling. I knew Mum had a boyfriend and I liked him. It couldn’t be that difficult could it! It wasn’t until years later I found out that he didn’t treat her so well and that is probably one of the reasons we moved away.

I took this picture because I forced myself to go outside and find something to take a picture of. Cap followed me out and so yes, it’s another cat pic but look at him. Still a lovely old man.

God’s Deal – 17th November 2022

It’s catching up, chasing at our heels
Kicking guts and stabbing in the feels
Lumps are growing, now we’re knowing
This is the worst of God’s shitty deals


We stand before the world, in all its majesty and torment, and say ‘we mean something’ – we, who contribute in some way toward the betterment of the world; we, who have skin in the game; we, who improve matters; we, who care. We find, to our utter astonishment, that we have faith in ourselves.

Nick Cave

Today I’m feeling:
Happy
Today I’m grateful for:
The rain again. It’s not long since the rainy season ended but in that short time, the garden was getting parched and forcing me to water far more often than my laziness would like. But today, I can lie down and relax and watch the downpour doing the work for me.
The best thing about today was:
Taking about an hour to leave school as at every turn there were new groups of students wanting to chat. I had good conversations with many of them, my current students, my old students and even some I don’t teach.
Are you in control of your life?
As much as it is possible to be. So many factors can not be controlled and honestly, it is better that way.

I took this picture because this cutie was above the door into the bathroom at school and though the picture doesn’t show it is bigger than my hand. What a beauty.

A Magic Trick – 26th January 2022

A theatre in which to participate
A groupthink in which to integrate
Share no thoughts, share no feeling
Just a picture of instant appealing

A fantasy completely documented
A world that you yourself invented
Within that mirror, behind the screen
A hamster wheel forever unseen

A like or love with each clickety-click
Buying more will do the trick
The magic hat, a rabbit appears
A wave of the wand to dry your tears

Ocean sunsets with glorious wives
A time to remember for all your lives
Yet forgotten as you endlessly feed
And try to satisfy your doom-scrolling need

13 Aug 2024 – Submitted to Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge – Mislead


The meaning of life is nested within the set terms of our own mortality.

Nick Cave

Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful to Nancy for giving me a nice scarf as a gift yesterday. It was a nice surprise.

A Madness Of The Impossible – 1st December 2021

The very essence of my soul betrayed
No knowledge may heal the wound I made
In this fog, there is nowhere to be or go
I just can’t forgive myself I’m afraid

Misery and self-loathing bedevil my days
A madness of the impossible Derrida says
The radical act of self-forgiveness so
Absolve yourself, you must find the ways

Inspired (and butchered) by a reply to a letter to Nick Cave at The Red Hand Files newsletter
and submitted to Thursday Inspiration #246


Gratitude Journal

I am so happy and grateful that our cats seem to have recovered. Cap from a bad stomach and Kim from wounds after a big fight with Tigger. Tigger has been very well recently though his fur is starting to make him look old.


I was planning to do some preparation and reading and writing this afternoon but Fui brought his teenage son and daughter to House and I ended up talking with all of them for most of the time! Fui’s kids study in Singapore, and have done for many years. I’m not sure why and didn’t ask, but it’s interesting to get their perspective on things especially as English has become their first language.

My one class this morning was with 2/11 and it went well. I got them more involved by helping me to learn the Thai words for all the English vocabulary that I wanted them to remember. So, I’m feeling good.

A rest day from the abs workout. I can feel that there is less fat on my chest and my ribs are becoming more visible. I like this healthier me. As with anything, I should’ve started sooner. I’m still thinking about that time of brushing off Rupert when he started lifting weights at school. I was all about smoking and drinking. I was lucky that my metabolism sustained my skinny body into my late 30s and only the beer started sticking on my hips.

OK – back to it. More free time tomorrow afternoon to finish off this preparation.

Weight: 76.6kg
Resting heart rate: 47

I don’t understand a word she says, she’s on my side – 23rd June 1994

Time moves on, ticking by. Stars collide, weather changes.

I get a haircut and finish reading Nick Cave’s ‘And the Ass Saw the Angel’. This book being the reason for my lack of entries over the past two days. That feeling of time running out, that feeling of just another page, egging you on at quarter to the midnight hour (before the football starts). Just another twist of plot to intrigue and entice further inspection. To tease tired eyes onwards.

And now I’m empty of literature – dispensed it all out of my mind as soon as it went in and now in need of another fix. Like a junkie looking for a needle, I was looking through our small book collection. Think I may start on a reread of Hunter S Thompson’s ‘The Great Shark Hunt’.

Football, of course, has kept my brain stimulated and Broni has quested on a fitness regime at the gym and pool while I slob in front of the TV, egging my teams on (whoever they maybe). I won’t bore you with scores, old memory, but see if you can drag up that Italy vs Norway match when Italy’s keeper got sent off and remarkably their coach opted to sacrifice Roberto Baggio (one of the world’s best players) and eventually his gamble paid off.

Much, much more to look forward to on the football front but now I must devote some time to my sweetheart – a companion worthy of my attention. A lover worthy of my desire. I love her and want her and she forgives me all the shit I give her in my way.

Sometimes I don’t understand my way. In fact I don’t think it’s meant for me to understand but for people looking in – for you. I hope you don’t judge me purely on my way – in fact, try not to judge me at all (I’ll try not to judge). You are you, you be your way – that’s okay. I am my way. I think you’re beginning to get my drift.

All’s you need to know, diary friend, is she is special to me,

*Mirages – 14th January 1985

Dream? Or was it?
It climbed into the closet
Shooting unearthly discharges
The nightmare enlarges
Open up the door
It’s there for sure
But something is wrong
The creature has gone
A mirage or a dream
Things aren’t what they seem
The whiskey, somehow
Is empty now


The Week That Was

Record of the week: Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Who’ll Build a Box for Black Paul?, Wasted Youth – Paris, France, Inca Babies – The Judge

14th January 1985
M: Got shit from Dave Gilby for not going to college. Feeling really tired. Did the usual things.
A: Piwi won’t be at work tomorrow so fuck knows what’s going to happen with just me and Martin there.
E: Went to Muz’s who’s being a shit again. Went to H’s. Dandy is one of my erogenous zones.
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15th January 1985
M: Gilby reckons he’ll dock a day’s pay for not going to college. Having trouble with fucking hundreds of shortages.
A: Not much to do this afternoon. Wrote a good poem called ‘The Day The Apples Turned to Poison.’ Haven’t quite stopped smoking.
E: Had a bath. Missed the Old Grey Whistle Test. Pretty tired, 9.00.
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16th January 1985
M: Got school bus. Had a laugh on there. Got bus to Poole. Got to plumbing an hour late. Pretty boring.
A: Had English (?!). Finished at 12.35. Had carpentry at 1.30. Managed to get out in time for the bus. Wayne wasn’t on. Caught bus from school. Dandy reckoned I could go swimming one day.
E: Pissed around singing. Went down Youth Club. Lost darts. Fuckin’ lost pool – played shit. Came back
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17th January 1985
M: Fucked off with everything this morning. Dunno why. Seems like everyone’s getting on at me.
A: Things getting better this afternoon. Wrote some more poems at lunchtime. Fuckin’ cold on way home.
E: Gonna have bath. Had one. Night Court was on.
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18th January 1985
M: Woke up 6.30. Snowing like fuck. Rung up work – said I wasn’t going. Went down Gaunts – came back when everyone got in a mood.
A: Went to Wimborne with mum. Pretty dangerous on the road. Got loads of sweets in town and some underarm spray.
E: Went out. Doddy and Scott came down my place. Did some pretty funny taping. Night Court was great.
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19th January 1985
M:Got up 10. Went down Gaunts. Went down Sandpits with everyone. Fuckin’ good laugh going along the snow.
A: Came back at 1.30. Chain came off and got stuck. Pushed it back. Didn’t get in til 3. Had lots of food. Nearly fell asleep. Really tired.
E: Went to see The Void. Not very good. Ian got sick and cut his hand. Need a new chain for bike.
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20th January 1985
M: Missed the morning. Got up at 12.
A: Had dinner. Went out. Went down Sandpit Hill. Fuckin’s till good down there. Met Dandy on the way. Managed to get a kiss from her.
E: Could hardly fuckin’ sleep. Couldn’t sleep thinking of Dandy. What can we do?
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*What’s Wrong? – 7th January 1985

What’s your problem?
You say it’s me
You’re the only problem
I can see
What’s wrong with you
And what can I do?


The Week That Was

Record of the week: Manitou 7″, Unsafe At Any Speed 7″, Wasted Youth – The Beginning of the End LP, Toxic Reasons LP, We Don’t Want Your Fucking War LP

7th January 1985
M: Counted Carsons(?) paint. Gorden Finney was taken in by the police for diddling the company. As was Captain Bill Kirk.
A: Did lots of things. Pretty bored, only got an hour’s sleep last night. Dealt with yellows. Booking in. Tying up advice notes etc
E: Martin came up. Went down Gaunts. Muz won’t come out. Went to H’s, no one answered so I fucked off.
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8th January 1985
M: Started snowing as I left. Fuckin’ bad in the eyes. Counted screws. Didn’t do a lot but was somehow occupied.
A: Piwi had dinner at work. Did the (?) shit. Good film last night called Southern Comfort. Roads home were fuckin’ terrible cos of the snow.
E: Had a fuckin’ great snowfight around the top of the hills.
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9th January 1985
M: Didn’t go to college. Went to Houldey’s. Beki and Jamie were home. Beki wasn’t awake. Went down track, it would’ve frozen over if they’d left it.
A: Came home. Took dog for a walk. The pond had frozen over. Jamie and Bennett’s brother had been fucking around on it
E: Went down Youth Club. Pissed around at darts. Got through pool competition.
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10th January 1985
M: Woke up at 6.30. Told mum I wasn’t going to work. Went back to bed. Tidied room a bit.
A: Woke up at 1.30. Mum went out. Sat around doing this and that – nothing in particular. Don’t feel too good.
E: Watched telly and cleared up the corner where I sit.
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11th January 1985
M: Decided not to go to work and to miss Ringo Chubb and Manitou tonight. Got up at 11.30. 
A: Farted around. Tidied up another corner of my room. Chucked a few things out. Even hoovered up again.
E: Went down Youth Club. Free games of pool and didn’t pay to get in.
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12th January 1985
M: Got up 8.30. Went to town.Managed to get bus down to Poole. Bought loads of records. Got Nick Cave LP for only 3 quid.
A: Came back – listened to some records. Went out. Chucked till rolls about. Went to Crabby’s and played on his computer.
E: Pissed around down Muz’s. Lisa Burt and Sharon someone were about so we got on their nerves and they got on ours.
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13th January 1985
M: Crabby and Muz woke me up at 11. Pissed around chasing Sharon and Slim Burt.
A: Fucked around with bangers. Went into Murray’s. Played cards most of the time. Got loads of sweets.
E: Went down. Got the girls again. Went to Burty’s – had a game of cards.
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