Juanita Wallabong’s tour was just about wrapping up in North America with a final performance in Montreal at “The Cote St. Luc Residence for Retired Musicians, Roadies and Groupies”. Well we were enjoying a few glorious days off as this trip was about my education not simply music. I fell in love with Montreal asContinue reading ““The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous”: Chapter 5: Bye Bye Juanita and My Iraqi Sweetheart”
Category Archives: literature
“The Penniless Pensioner : Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous :Chapter 4: My Displeasure with Wuhan Wet Market Publishing and Why the Term “Penniless Pensioner”
Excuse me for interrupting the flow of this modern disjunctivist autobiography but my publisher Wuhan Wet Market Publishing (WWMP) insists, and they have the contractual right to do so, that I not delve into significant details as to my name “Penniless Pensioner” in the early parts of the autobiography. My view dear reader is thatContinue reading ““The Penniless Pensioner : Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous :Chapter 4: My Displeasure with Wuhan Wet Market Publishing and Why the Term “Penniless Pensioner””
“Travels to a Different Time” : 9September2022: Thessaloniki Greece: Yet Another Stupendous Meal
Up today at 07:30 after a restless sleep. Breakfast in the cozy breakfast room of Hotel Daios Luxury Living. The service is prompt and usually spot on but I asked for some more hot water for my tea but a pot of coffee was brought instead. Although I refrain from eating farmed raised salmon dueContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 9September2022: Thessaloniki Greece: Yet Another Stupendous Meal”
“The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous” : Chapter 3: Juanita Wallabong’s Farewell Tour
When I was 14 years old my mother Juanita no longer wanted to give live performances as the anxiety that caused her was overwhelming even with those “Mother’s Little Helpers” otherwise known as Xanax and the live performances only encouraged her to revive that past habit of Gin. Despite the anxiety she wanted to giveContinue reading ““The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous” : Chapter 3: Juanita Wallabong’s Farewell Tour”
“The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous” : Chapter Two: Growing Up
Perhaps some hypnosis or magic mushroom guided tour could help me remember my early years. As I am not afflicted with multiple psychiatric difficulties perhaps those early years were fine. I am told by my mother and father I liked playing in the dirt alone with my dinky toys. I could play for hours undisturbed.Continue reading ““The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous” : Chapter Two: Growing Up”
“Travels to a Different Time”: 8September2022: Thessaloniki Greece: Where Have the Tattoos Gone?
Finally after 5 Greek sleeps I think I am adjusted to the time zone. Down for another buffet breakfast in a small restaurant feeding some 30 people instead of the hundreds at Doryssa Bay. Although I must say despite the number of items being much smaller here at Daios Luxury Living the breakfast food isContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time”: 8September2022: Thessaloniki Greece: Where Have the Tattoos Gone?”
The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous
Chapter One: My Distant Past My father Paneer Gurdeep was born in some small remote village in India. Being a young man full of ambition he hustled the streets as a purveyor of mysticism. Put another way he dealt hashish from Kashmir to temples throughout the region to the mystics who became even more mysticalContinue reading “The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous”
“Travels to a Different Time ” : 7September2022: Samos the Last Day: Time to Kill
This is the last day in Samos. Another blue-sky day but on the balcony in our room overlooking the ocean the breeze was on the cool side and you certainly notice it on the beach. The top rated Doryssa breakfast at a table overlooking the ocean might constitute the gastronomic moment of the day. IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time ” : 7September2022: Samos the Last Day: Time to Kill”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 6September2022: Samos, Mytilini, Greece: Small Mountain Town off the Grid: Surveying Earthquake Damage
The sleeps are improving. Three days in Greece and finally feeling human. That 8-hour time difference from Toronto takes its toll plus the two flights. Off to the Doryssa breakfast at 09:00. Sweet watermelon, grapefruit slices, Greek yogurt and honey, a slice of yogurt cake and two cups of green tea. Not having tattoos, IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 6September2022: Samos, Mytilini, Greece: Small Mountain Town off the Grid: Surveying Earthquake Damage”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 5September2022: Pythagoras, Samos, Greece: Tattoo Crazy: Unauthorized Entry
Off to visit Vathi. But first that ballet of a breakfast at Doryssa Bay downstairs. There are many German, Nordic and Dutch tourists on Samos. North Americans are somewhat of the exception. Breakfast here by experience is hectic but sit outside in the summer air overlooking the ocean is a great pleasure. Why on earthContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 5September2022: Pythagoras, Samos, Greece: Tattoo Crazy: Unauthorized Entry”
A Bird's Eye View of Fashion, Food, Travel, Culture, Beverage and Curiosity 