Author Archives: Mark Rossiter

smokeocalypse

Posted on March 15, 2019 by Mark Rossiter

Today, and not for the first time this week according to the AirVisual app on my phone, Chiang Mai has the most polluted air of any city in the world. By a mile. Here is the view from our window: … Continue reading →

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seven ahead, five to play

Posted on April 11, 2016 by Mark Rossiter

Leicester City. Earlier in the season, during their improbable run to the top of the table, they were – in sheer footballing terms, never mind what else they stand for – inspirational. Like when Riyad Mahrez (playing in Ligue II … Continue reading →

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Blue Homepage

Posted on March 1, 2016 by Mark Rossiter

Yesterday was the final day of the F/28 month of photography in Chiang Mai, so I spent a few hours running around trying to catch what I hadn’t already before it all came down. Highlights: colour images by Shin Jeseop … Continue reading →

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no more next day

Posted on February 27, 2016 by Mark Rossiter

Seven weeks now since they took Bowie’s passport and shoes, and with them a fair number of, umm, older people’s youthful sedatives too (boo! death comes to everyone. boo-hoo…) In return: a scary and intriguing answer to a question that probably … Continue reading →

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a crash course for the ravers

Posted on January 13, 2016 by Mark Rossiter

“So who was this dude”, ask my kids, “and why are all the middle-ageds so upset?” Why did the principal of my daughter’s school (born somewhere dahn sarf, 1962) approach me in the playground at pick-up time, to commiserate and reminisce? … Continue reading →

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in-flight fundamentalist

Posted on October 19, 2013 by Mark Rossiter

I board the Qatar flight from Luxor to Doha, on my way back to Dubai. I am in the aisle seat; next to me, a black man in a hat. The plane takes off, reaches cruising altitude; the flight attendants … Continue reading →

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Luxor Temple

Posted on October 18, 2013 by Mark Rossiter

Luxor Temple sits in the middle of the town of Luxor. When you are inside of it looking out, through the pillars of the colonnades and hypostyle halls you can see the crappy apartment blocks of the city. There used … Continue reading →

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the road to Luxor

Posted on October 18, 2013 by Mark Rossiter

My driver smokes in the car, plays Quranic chants, and slags off the Muslim Brotherhood. His brief history of modern Egypt, in basic English: Gamal Abdel Nasser not good, Anwar Sadat not good, Hosni Mubarak good. With Mubarak not Muslims … Continue reading →

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the monument that moved

Posted on October 17, 2013 by Mark Rossiter

Out of Luxor airport: bougainvillea erupting, vegetation waving, lush crooked palm trees growing by giant irrigation ditches. Rough roads, studded with speed bumps and military checkpoints every few kilometres; a land locked down tight.  My driver chortles and guffaws at … Continue reading →

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A Short History of Ethics

Posted on September 28, 2013 by Mark Rossiter

A couple of years ago I stuck “History of Ethics” into Amazon and it came back with a two-volume tome by Vernon J. Bourke. I bought it and read it, to the end, on the principle that, once you’ve started, … Continue reading →

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