A misanthropic blog about life in Finland, and life in general. The prospect of wandering round chilly and very probably rather damp forest in search of a selection of unremarkable fungi does not fill me with a sense of childish excitement. The thought of getting an incurable brain disease. From the ticks or having various parasites trying to bleed. Puts me off the forest. I leave that to the natives. Hello darkness my old friend.

Monday, 21 February 2011. I do it all of the time and I should learn , I really should . Sunday, 6 February 2011. I love rivers , in fact I caught my 1st sanitary towel.

The tales of a half-Spanish, Southern guy with Yorkshire roots living in Bolton and looking for some half-decent grub. Monday, 12 June 2017. Provenance Food Hall and Restaurant, Westhoughton. Bolton is a big town - after living here for 9 years there are many parts of it that I have still not been to. One of the things I love about living here is that despite its size, it has a strong community spirit. So when somewhere new and exciting opens, word spreads like wildfire.