10 days of isolation ANYWHERE is nobody’s idea of fun… Spending time in my home town of Dudley is not my idea of fun… 10 Days of isolation while being in Dudley? Well, I’m sure you can see where I’m going with this. I’m pretty sure I broke the law…

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything… Well, that isn’t strictly true… I have written something but for various reasons have decided to delete what I wrote… Maybe those thoughts will reach the page (It’s not actually a page I know) someday… But for now? Forget I said anything…

I lay in bed this morning (Here in Bangkok, not on the island of Koh Chang) thinking about getting up, running on the treadmill and then switching the laptop on to finish the Koh Chang blog (I still hate the word blog by the way… So much so, I just…

I had grown quite accustomed to waking up with a hangover… I’m not talking about the “I wish I was dead” or “I’ll never drink again” level of hangover no… I’m talking about the “remind me next time to drink some water and take some painkillers before I go to…

I wrote a while ago about anxiety… My anxiety… Anxiety that has, over the years stopped me from doing many things… Things that, let’s be honest here, millions of people do every day without fear or worry… But here I am, held back by the invisible leash that is anxiety. …

It’s been a while since I’ve sat down and written something with the intention of posting it for folks to read… A quick look back and I realise I’ve not actually written anything since February… Y’know, when I expected a medal just because I dragged my arse to the dentist……

“The only thing to fear is fear itself” Franklin D. Roosevelt Which with hindsight dear Mr Roosevelt, is, in fact, total bollocks. Fear is fear, we all fear something… Some folks are afraid of spiders, some folks are afraid of flying… Meet someone who tells you they fear nothing? …

Our last night out in Koh Tao didn’t get off to the best of starts, I walked out of our room and suddenly felt a wave of nausea… I didn’t feel as though I would actually vomit, but I didn’t feel great… I put it down to feeling anxious about…

Just like almost every day on this trip, I awoke early… Jo lay sleeping beside me as I looked out into the darkness, even with the patio doors shut I could hear the waves crashing against the shore, I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy the rest of the day…