Ophidiophobes Look Away Now


I’m back, having arrived in a rainstorm after a series of knackering journeys home. On my doorstep lie thirty crime novels, partially soaked. You asked for holiday snaps – here are the only ones where I don’t look fed up, stressed or haunted. There are more on my Facebook page.

One is in the Rock Temple at Dambulla, the other the lighthouse at Galle, an intact garrison fort where time seems to have stopped in 1925. The local shops are filled with dusty shelves containing officers’ uniforms, art deco teapots and military equipment from brass two-piece telephones to regimental cutlery.

Would I go back tomorrow? In a flash. Reason? The astonishingly resilient good-hearted people. Warnings? Don’t drive there. The buses have so many crashes that the drivers apparently wearing their own clothes under their bus uniforms so that they can flee the scenes of accidents more easily.

3 comments on “Ophidiophobes Look Away Now”

  1. J. Folgard says:

    Thanks for the snapshots, Chris! Glad to know you made it home, too.

  2. Steve says:

    Glad you’re safely back!

  3. Steve says:

    And leave it to a writer to use “Ophidiophobes” instead of just saying “People who are afraid of snakes”.

    Good one!

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