A Tale from Transylvania. The video was shot two years ago but I have only just finally finished editing. The story is about how we had to get the roofs on 5 houses before the winter snows. We had 4 months to do it – did we make it in time?
I’m sitting where so much of my book and diary’s have been written over the last six years. Each time the chair, if you can call it a chair, is different. Normally the seat has died and now in its reincarnated state; with new pieces of wood, steel or plastic added to the original design, […]
They say one of the problems of travel is you don’t fit in when you come back home, but you also never really fit in where you have decided to make your knew home. I live in the desert, I speak Arabic enough for any one to see I am not fresh off the plane […]
I’m sitting in a coffee shop in Charlotte st. It’s 8.12am. It’s weird, I’ve been a tourist, a person completely disconnected with a city’s ways, many times. This time it’s different, I still feel disconnected; but I’m in London. I arrived yesterday morning. I flew in from 36 degrees in Bucharest and went straight to […]
I traveled 16 hours home from Bucharest to Maramures on the train and the next day we headed to Hungary for a weekend with Suzy and her family. We drove for 4 hours to the Hungry border and only then… did Penny remember she had left Angus’s passport at home. Romanians can go to London […]
The Siwa festival is coming up. I will be checking in the next few days when exactly it is on, it’s normally the full moon in Oct. Below are some pics I took at the festival a few years ago.
Penny was going to take the day off on her birthday, but…
“Dad Dad!” “What Angus?” “Someone’s hacked my Runescape account?” “Shit!”. It used to be that real Dad’s used to teach their kids to play football or watch them at least on Sundays. ‘New Dad’ spends his time understanding, or at least I do – what Runescape is all about. Angus lives in an online world […]
After picking up Helen Grossman, a friend from the UK from Cluj Napoca Airport we went and did a bit of exploring in a remote gypsy village on the way to Breb. Have a look at the pics below. .
On Sunday I found the time to do a little bit of exploring with a guy I know in Baia Mare. “We go where no tourist go.” he said “Must people in Baia Mare never hear of this place, and they never been here” When we arrived after bumpy up a dusty track for half […]