A rebel without a clue.

Month of September. Left Padstow lunchtime 1st for Glastonbury, via horrible bus station Taunton and nice but quaint Wells. Saw cathedral and springs and climbed the Tor. Ate very bad pizza in Glastonbury but met interesting Italian girl called Adrianne in the best herb and alternative medicine centre. Friday left Glastonbury for Ross cider festival. Bought lots of camping bits which have come in so useful. Had a great time with hem hem Shelley. Hitched from the cider festival to Ross for a long journey to Cambridge Sunday afternoon. Met Sallyann while in Ross in her Cafe, but I really have forgotten it's name. Getting on towards 50 but heavenly. Sent her a card from everywhere I've visited so far as she asked. Promised me a job for when I get back? We'll see? Arrived in Cambridge in the evening of the 5th. Nice few days. Hung out with Katy until she left for Ayr and the our Susannah. Found one or two great places to hang out when in Cambridge again, including the fitzwi...

Left the tent after a better nights sleep curtesy of a pillow extension, ie a pile of clothing rolled into a roughly pillowed shape. Had a night of candles, tea tree, camphor and large moth. But no problem. Had banana and bread breakfast. Worked my way to the plaža at Ičići and had only one cup of kava. On the chapter 'hollow men' and realise Fowles use of allusions to other texts and places. It's like gaps in knowledge sometimes. If you haven't seen that painting you don't really get the text. Is this what intertextuality meant all them years ago. If you needed to refer externally to understand the internal. Never sure what that post-modern concept meant. Stumbled slightly on page 275. Walked along Lungo to Slatina and found a good place to dip in the brine and sunbathe for a while - undisturbed. I thought the water was frigid with all the rain water that's been added to the sea since Monday. After a while I adjusted and felt the last few days troubles melt...

I wrote a good poem about loneliness yesterday, but it vanished and I was too lonely to write it again, obviously. I remember I thought it funny I was listening to 'all this and world war ii' in a campsite surrounded by retiree Germans from Bavaria. Mein Kampf anybody... Did the third reich put them in hotel dressing tables or bed side tables instead of the ubquious gideons bible I always found on my travels? The candle I was given yesterday splutters. It chokes. But it's peaceful. I really hate passionately the fifty million German pensioners thrown up around Slatina. I don't know what they think of while patrolling the perimeter of Europe. Here come mein Floffy pigeon or zwei. They come hoping for a crust. I thought at first that they had some radar but they don't. They have seen humans drop their food so the come to see a human hoping they're all dropping food. They wonder over quite rigid in their manner. The bob of their heads is comical and just ab...

I just deleted my last few hours' conversations...which is a shame. Got back to Volosko for a mite more white wine. Mass is being rung out. At 8pm. By Saint Ane. Met 2 Israeli free divers here in mala bar. Was intrigued how some people can hold their breath for 11minutes. On the surface not deep. Big guy could free dive more than thin guy. Lung capacity. Amazing. Taking your mind off the need to breath. NoTanx I've often done that when trying to kill myself late at night. They were drinking grappa, vino and giving the owner what for: very cute girl. Didn't mean to give the wrong impression if I was over friendly as it was a relief to get drunk without paying for it. 24kuna for four glasses of Poreč vina is £2.80 for 4 house wines that make Barolo pale away. Finally got the bus driver to 'cut me some slack'. Rope not to hang myself with. So I get the last connection to Ičići. Will now go to volovsko for fish every day, but need to talk to a doctor abo...

Hey, the weather has finally changed, but not the number of Mosquitos I'm being bitten by in Opatija. Going to hang about around here until Saturday and then shifty up to Trieste for the night. I'm trying to find a couch to sleep on. Um, sleeping on a tent floor is flawed. Facking knackered. Found a very cheap place to eat a shit load of tasty and fresh sardines. 8 kuna for 10 huge ones - £1 for my dinner. I might end up ponging of them though. Hope you're well? Daniel.

Forgetting all on Shad Thames one November morning. I stood stock still and had to let it flow over me. Memories returned. Today I can't remember how to turn a tap on/off or which is hot and which is cold. 

We'll take the boys in the morning to skip and splash the pools as we watch the sand blown by slight winds over dunes to the left and the blue sea pulls it's current away north to leave a vast shift of sands. By night we come home and we collect ice creams to gallop down our gullets while craftful sea birds aspire to more touristy fayre. As we weave our ways with melting summer ices there we spy thee and ponder your reason to hiss welcome to vulturous gulls. And halt to watch your tumbling and rousting of the grey and whites. I craven and dower am slightly emitting cider apple tones to variegate the dull holiday somnambulant you endear here. I looked at fat bellied and walrus faced holiday seekers who otherwise hide with index finger on channel up/down and already heading home without having left quiet yet.