My father Paneer Gurdeep was born in a 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 mystical after ingesting copious amounts ofContinue reading “The Penniless Pensioner: Misaligned, Maligned but Marvellous (The Final Version):Chapter One: My Distant Past”
