I f**king hate pikeys

Living in the foothills of the Serra de Estrella in central Portugal is supposed to be an idyllic existence – stunning picture postcard scenery, perfect weather all enhanced by friendly and convivial neighbours. Aging donkeys retiring peacefully by the river, toothless old crones carrying bags of washing on their heads. Just the sound of birds… Continue reading I f**king hate pikeys

Convolution

Having spent several years floating around in the blogiverse one thing I can say is that if you haven’t got anything interesting to say then don’t say anything. (I didn’t surf today)

Surf rage…

…due to a painful and excessively embarrassing incident involving an ancient snowboard, a distinct lack of finesse and my unprotected coccyx – I’ve been spending too much time cruising the interweave for idle stimulation. In an attempt to distract my mind from my aching derrière I’ve found myself following numerous threads on surfing forums and surf… Continue reading Surf rage…