My last call in the UK was to a writing friend.
We hadn’t made plans – beyond my going to hers overnight - but there was a touched upon agreement that it would involve wine, chocolate, wheat free food and pulses.
It was perfect after the ‘messing with my head’ experience of the writing workshop. And, before I returned to the concrete jungle that is Bangkok, I filled my head with images of the countryside. Here are a few:
Picture postcard perfect:
