Rain with a chance of leopard

We speed along the muddy pot holed tracks at a rapid rate and it feels like some pretty violent turbulence on a plane. It also reminds me of the first time I was out of control in a Mogul field on a ski trip, not much fun but glad to be alive. The pouring rain…

I literally just paid someone to half drown me

I had no idea the soles of my feet could touch the back of my head and if it wasn’t for the fact that my chin was scuffing along the seabed at the same time I might have been impressed. To add insult to injury, as I emerge from the sea like an 80 year…

Choose wisely, grasshopper

It’s the last day of the retreat today, last day of relaxing with nothing to do but yoga and free time, let’s enjoy this last bit of calm before going back out to reality. No, that would be too sensible, let’s fit in as many activities as possible! We start with a 0600 hrs reveille…

Herding cats and dogs

Picture the scene if you will, 12 adults of differing ages and abilities, different needs and wants, all going on a trek. Sounds simple, ever tried to herd cats? We start the trek from the Villa towards the lake and within the first 500m we have already lost one individual to a group of dogs…

Cleaning lady 3 – Zoe 0

It’s day 3 here now and we are well into routine, the only thing that scuppers it slightly is the cleaning lady. Every day she comes to clean in the mornings and turn the bed down at nights. She obviously has a set routine but there is now a battle of wills as to where…

I’ve got sore hips and I cannot lie

Hello darkness my old friend, I’ve come to talk to you again. It’s been a while since I’ve been here but Simon and Garfunkel are alive and well in my head right now. We’ve completed a chakra workshop, a back bend workshop and we have also done heart openers but the hip workshop is defo…

Yoga Spy

On the first night we were introduced to several people, most of whom I had forgotten straight away so the morning started with some polite nods and smiles. The first yoga session wasn’t to bad despite being 2 hours long. Our instructor was mindful we had all had long journeys to get there so we…

Yoga prison, return of the reluctant yogi

We arrive at the retreat after what has to be the smoothest of journeys, no hold ups at all, everything went well and the greeting at Rukgala did not disappoint. We were treated with friendly faces and a fresh king coconut to drink with a bamboo straw. A deliciously fresh vegan lunch awaited our arrival…

Next stop, yoga prison

The journey from Colombo to Kandy by train is simple enough once you know how. Our tickets have been bought by a company that provide a taxi and train ticket service throughout the country, so the challenging part is complete. We arrive as directed, 30 mins early, although I’m not sure why. With my limited…

A small break, oui, mon ami

As I sit in the hotel restaurant I would not be at all surprised if Hercule Poirot came in for a leisurely breakfast and to read the paper. Once again I find myself in Sri Lanka, going back for some more yoga and a break away from all the craziness that being at home brings….

Stop the plane, I wanna get off

This time last year I swore I wasn’t going to do it again, but here I am, soaking up the lack of space, sub optimal food and random movies on board a long haul flight. Sri Lanka is a beautiful destination but it’s a good 14 hour flight away and I think I forgot that…

Woking, this is Woking

So initially this started out as a journey to deposit a cheque, 1.5 hours and £4.99 later I return with a brand new hatred for a town I didn’t even care about before midday. I’ll admit I don’t go to the bank that often, most of my stuff is done online but today I took…

Have a web meeting they said, it’ll be easy they said

I’m not sure if I have ever excelled at anything, I’ve been pretty good at a lot of things and average for some things but web meetings, they don’t fit into either of those categories. A week ago I found myself 7 days early for a web meeting, well tonight it’s time to do it…

Free pens at seminars, why god, why?

You know when sometimes you can’t sleep at night and the quietest noise sounds so loud? The tick of a clock sounds like you have your ear pressed up against Big Ben, and once you’ve heard it, it’s all you can hear, all night long. You imagine the clock and taking a hammer to it,…

How early is too early?

My first memory of being early for something goes way back to when I was about 6 for a friends birthday, it still haunts me. I was dressed to party, which in the early 80’s meant I had my hair done differently, Gran and I walked about a mile to my friends house. The sun…