Have you ever lost a journal? Have you ever had a journal stolen? By someone you trusted? Possibly fancied? Just a question.
I no longer have my journal that I kept while I was travelling. So I have decided to try to sketch some images here of the places I went to and people I met, before everything fades into the recesses of my mind, only to emerge in lucid flashes once senile dementia has set in.
I will not make any attempt to reproduce my trip in any particular order, chronological or otherwise, but rather scribble (tap) down memories as they stir. No doubt it will be sporadic. I’m like that.
For the story of how I lost my journal – stay tuned. It’s a good’un!
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