wanderings & wonderings

I love this image that I took on a local island in the very far north of the Maldives 25 years ago. These young people are radiating happine

Bangkok, Thailand, 1992. Heading into the monsoon season, the Festival of Songkran over for another year. Hot. Very hot.

A couple of years ago I found a round-robin letter sent to friends when I was living on Vabbinfaru in the Republic of Maldives almost 25 yea

Such a beautiful morning. Still. Barely a breath of wind. So clear. The volcano island is standing proud on the eastern horizon.

Take a look at the image above. What do you see? Several pretty pastel-coloured houses.

the shrill ringing of my alarm clock competing with the raucous croaking of the frogs in the rice fields, piercing the peacefulness of my de

I am in the dentist’s waiting room ... Saturday morning, a gloomy, glimpy, grey day. Opposite me sit a father and daughter,

Bali, June 2006, the island lashed by uncharacteristically wild winds and heavy rains that blanketed the mountains in deep, dark cloud

I saw a man on the bus today on the way to an exhibition about ancient Egypt: his skin captivated me.

Every day in our life dance is important. Some prove to be more significant than others. Memories, lessons etched deeper into ...

I wandered into a dark broom-cupboard of a second-hand bookshop in Ubud, Bali a while ago. As I crossed its musty threshold I was ...

A cool, bright night in the rice fields. Not a whisper of wind rifling the mosquito net that fell in a waterfall of pale cream cloth from ..

Central Bali, gazing out of the window into the inky blackness that blankets the rice fields. A brief moment of darkness...

Early one Saturday morning in the middle of April. A day that dawned bright and clear and sunny. A canopy of endless blue sky ...

New Year almost upon us. I worked out the other day that in a six month period I celebrate not one but six new years. Lucky girl.

“The person who removes a mountain begins by carrying away small stones.” ... Chinese Proverb

I'm a child of the sea, born under the sign of the fish. I've lived most of my life on specks of land surrounded by water ... Jersey

Tell me...where does time go?

Friends are here from the UK at the moment and are totally overawed at the magic that is Singapore - efficient airport bedecked in flowers, 5 star hotel at an affordable price, excellent food, safe water, public transport that runs on time, no chewing gum stuck to the streets and, of course, an endless array of shiny, ice-cool shopping malls. It’s very, very wet at the moment but rain is what it does here given our proximity to the equator and even though us locals witte

A gentle, mellow, early start to the day. A welcome respite from the wetness of the past couple of days. A journey to my local market at 7am