You will find this famous natural grotto on the coast in the region of Tangiers-Tetouan-Al Hoceima. The caves are just 14 kilometres west of the centre of Tangier. It has been a...
Best Food in Tangier
There is so much great food in Tangier to try, but being in a fishing port, and us not being vegetarian, we must try the fish. We are not disappointed. Vegans look away!...
Sex, Drugs and Rock the Casbah
After a great breakfast at Hotel Mamora, a nice place with decor evocative of Spain in the late 70’s, we set off to explore Tangier. Rather than endure the hustle of the...
Tangier, It’s a Small World.
The plane lands in Tangier at 8.45pm and it’s raining cats and dogs outside. Another passenger, a Moroccan Londoner with a broad cockney accent, says he works for the airline. He brightly...
Flying to Tangier
Back in October 2021, it seemed like a good idea to book a holiday in Morocco. I looked on booking.com for the cheapest place to stay for a month and found an...
Into the Darkness
Shake off the folly of trying to make it, Take off the shame of trying to fake it, Trade off the part you persist to partake in, Remake a world we want...
Blake’s Albion – Napowrimo 12
I absolutely love this image of Blake’s Albion. It expresses such optimism and freedom. That is why I was so pleased to find this prompt from napowrimo.net, using a Classical dictionary and...
Dreaming of Kath Hope – Napowrimo 8
Poetry prompt, a monologue in the words of someone who has died. This is for a dear friend who lived in our garden. Kath Hope. This is part of my Lockdown Breakout...
Lockdown Expanded – Napowrimo 7
Today’s prompt. The Fib. A six-line form. The syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. You can link multiple Fibs together into a multi-stanza poem, or even start going...
Playful Shadows – Napowrimo 6
(Upon my Bedroom Ceiling as a Child.) There was a Shadow of a rocking chair in the corner of the room.It was high up on the ceiling and sometimes it would move.No...
In Between – Napowrimo 4
Awen. It appears I am always in between, somewhere I’m going and somewhere I’ve been. Between sunrise and sunset. Between birth and death. In the liminal Twilight, where no one forgets. Twixt...
Love and Rage – Napowrimo 3
When fire is used to protest this nonsense, And love and rage are the words on the street. When the whole world has entered an age of endarkenment, Remember the story is...