Having lived here in Colombo for over two decades, I’m always looking for new places to go. One evening some months ago I was invited to the Monarch apartment poolside, for dinner. To my surprise, I’m attending a Serbian Orthodox

Like many responsible people in Sri Lanka, I have joined the rallies and demonstrations against the current political regime, asking to stop the widespread corruption and asking where all Sri Lanka’s money has gone. It is predominately the youth of

One of Britain’s most famous personalities known for his speeches and more so for leading the drive to win the second world war is Winston Churchill. He was a poor student and only aspired to learn subjects like history and

Flying into Dubai on Emirates, the airline has sixty minutes to get my bags onto my connecting flight to the UK. The airline staff informs me that the luggage is on-board. I tell them that it is impossible, as I’ve

For as far as I can remember from birth to six years of age, the family mode of transport was the Morris Minor when traveling around central Africa. We even had one in England, when I was learning to drive. I’ve been through the windscreen of one and nearly died, fallen out of one whilst going around a bent and hit a stationary vehicle in my last one.

What a bay, a small horseshoe with multiple shades of blue sea and cliffs to one side and a rock out crop on the other. One of the tightest bays I’ve ever seen and today it looks a very safe place to swim, in fact, one of safest I’ve seen on the island. A place for sun worshipers, the young, the great bodies are soaking up the rays while those of us of a certain age hide from the rays or cover up to prevent the accelerating of the aging process, when perhaps it’s too late.

You could say I have some links to the country, e.g. married an Australian, have a number of close friends who hail from that little continent down under and stole the Australian term “Whinging Pome“ as the theme for two books and lots of published articles. Ironically, I had no desire to visit Australia until the age of about forty-five and in between wives.

You could say I have some links to the country, e.g. married an Australian, have a number of close friends who hail from that little continent down under and stole the Australian term “Whinging Pome“ as the theme for two books and lots of published articles. Ironically, I had no desire to visit Australia until the age of about forty-five and in between wives.