Put me on my death bed right now and I would spend most of my time snivelling and trying to get sympathy. In between, if you were silly enough to ask, I would probably recount my life in journeys. Student debt to solvency, single to happily married, starting points, turning points, aspirations. You know, the big stuff. I might not mention which particular diet fads worked or didn't work. I may not remember that mistake I made at work which was not significant but for which I spent nearly an entire week mentally crippling myself. I would definitely not care whether on Tuesday 24 August 2003, someone had remembered to put the bins out.

And yet on a daily basis approximately 90% of my energy is ploughed into just those issues and the bigger picture is....well, a bit over pixelated.

This is fine, I reason. And perfectly rational. What is important however is not to let stuff I won't remember prevent me from finding the time to create the memories I will cherish.

And so....operation no regrets. Beginning with a travelling adventure. Eleven months, eleven counties, two backpacks, myself, my husband and the odd mosquito along for the ride.

Friday, 16 January 2015

The Best Moments in Life...

...are not only free. Sometimes they don't need any further explanation.

It seems as though our rendition of 'happy birthday' two days ago has set a trend because, following a day spent walking and looking at local life, plant, animal and human, Gemmy lays down his chopsticks after dinner and goes to fetch his ukelele.

Probably the racket tailed drongo is at this very minute complaining to a dusky leaf monkey about these noisy new neighbours.

"A song," announces Gemmy, "for a lovely couple"

And he proceeds to work through his song book. Fly me to the Moon, ("you really have" I whisper to M, "you really have flown me to the moon on this trip. It's another planet.") Somewhere Over The Rainbow, Country Road. We join in the chorus, cuddled up, kitten curled up, half on my lap, half on M's, swaying and singing under the stars, and to the accompaniment of the ukelele, the lizards and the jungle breeze.

I know I am trying to catch up on blogs. So this could all be just an excuse. But it really doesn't need that much more explanation. It was a perfect evening. And one which, more than all the temples and sights and tours and landscapes in the world, was what we came here for.

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