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An Idiot Abroad: The Travel Diaries Of Karl Pilkington


It has been a long time since we have blogged about anything serious, and I do apologise for that. Lately, I have not been reading very heavy handed books. I needed something light hearted as things were getting too busy and I really needed light books to cheer me up or make me laugh.

I did not expect anything big for this book, as I have read his previous books (that I will review later), and they were not as good. It could have been due to my high expectations, but this one really gave me a lot of chuckles. 

First of all, I don’t know whether your experience of the book would be completely different if you were to read the book before you watch the series. In my case, (obviously) I have watched the series before reading this. I have to say that out of all the books that he has published, I have found this to be the most delightful. I like reading other people’s diaries, and this one had a very diary-like feel with extra fun facts.

In this book, Carl talks about going to see the wonders of the world and his opinion of them. His honesty about the places he has been has been quite an eye-opener. When you have grown up being spoon fed that the wonders of the world are all wondrous, you automatically think that they are. Great wall of China? Sure, I would LOVE to go there, and before reading this, I would have thought that that was a great place to go to, but Karl’s insight from behind-the-scenes shows us that you probably have to get used to the Chinese culture, before you even get to see the wonder. This includes everything from their behaviour, to their no-walled toilets and the animals that they eat. You will also realise that you do not need to be fascinated with a wonder. You could not like it, and admit it, just like Karl. He calls it the “Wall of China” but he does not deem it to be “great”.

I would not know whether I’d like it because I have not been there. But I reckon, before you call him an idiot, I think he has some brilliant ideas of where things come from or what they do. Not many people can be an idiot and still curious about things, and he is. And for that, kudos, Karl. 

P/S: Ricky Gervais probably thinks I’m an idiot now, because I have hinted that perhaps, Karl is not one.

P/P/S: This book also gave me an insight to how many days he travelled throughout the trip. I thought that he would get months off before going into a new country for the next wonder, but he usually gets about a week or two off before he’s on the road again.

The Verdict:


Yes, I do want you to read it, especially if you want a laugh. To be honest with you, this book has helped me smile when I thought it was impossible. So other than learning about other countries and to read about someone moaning about going to so many places you would like to go and get paid, you also get a laugh.

Bitten off more than I can chew.

Bitten off more than I can chew.

GoodReads Challenge

I’ll have to start reading children’s books, cookbooks and more graphic novels to push my numbers up. They should allow junk mail in too.


Booktree by Kostas Syrtariotis
“venice-based designer kostas syrtariotis presents ‘booktree’ at milan design week 2011 as part of the kidsroomzoom event. exactly as the name indicates, the shelf takes on the shape of a tree in which its outreaching branches climb the wall, providing space in which to store books and other small items. made from solid wood of either ash, ebony or tineo finishes, the ‘booktree’ can be assembled in 10 minutes and is hung to the wall, supported by only two screws. its overall dimensions measure H12 x L90 x W20 cm.”
more info and pics here


Booktree by Kostas Syrtariotis

venice-based designer kostas syrtariotis presents ‘booktree’ at milan design week 2011 as part of the kidsroomzoom event. exactly as the name indicates, the shelf takes on the shape of a tree in which its outreaching branches climb the wall, providing space in which to store books and other small items. made from solid wood of either ash, ebony or tineo finishes, the ‘booktree’ can be assembled in 10 minutes and is hung to the wall, supported by only two screws. its overall dimensions measure H12 x L90 x W20 cm.

more info and pics here


42% of people who graduate from college never read another book.


42% of people who graduate from college never read another book.


Biblioteca Reina Sofia by whatisthedifference  


Biblioteca Reina Sofia by whatisthedifference  

Afternoon Delight


Here’s how it goes: Big Al writes a review on a book. Author of said book responds to the review in a, frankly, petulant, sensitive and highly defensive manner. Hilarity ensues.

Or: What not to do as a writer.

(I do wonder if J Howett was the actual writer behind those comments. The internet just has to be trolling, right?)

Still, this is an amazing piece of entertainment! 

Are you as excited as I am that Keira Knightley is playing Anna Karenina?!

*gush* *gush* *gush*

The five people you meet in heaven by Mitch Albom

I have heard of many people not liking this book, but it is a “spiritual” book like The New Earth by Eckhart Tolle so it’s bound to get criticism. Usually books with stories about heaven or God or faith are not really exciting for me to read. Not because I don’t like anyone who writes about them, but just that I won’t really believe in it until it happens to me or I see it with my own eyes. In this case, when I’m dead.

Surprisingly, I quite enjoy this book. There are several reasons for it and I would like you to hear me out:

1. It’s short and sweet. It’s the kind of book you would take with you travelling because you know you won’t read a lot once you get there, but you would still like to know that you’re holding a book to keep yourself company during dreary days.

2. Mitch Albom conveys what heaven in a believable way. And this is not saying that I believe that heaven does exist, because his version of “heaven” is really just a place where you will meet 5 people that had a huge impact on your life, and after those 5, you will be one of the 5 for someone else. It’s not filled with butterflies, clouds and cotton candy. It is nice to know that Albom believes that even when we die, we still have a purpose or something to do with our lives. To me, that makes more sense than “heaven” being a place where I will get whatever I want.

p/s: Ok, according to a couple of reviews on, Mitch Albom is pretentious and bashed the Harry Potter series. But I have to tell you that when I read this book, I didn’t know who he was (other than he has appeared on the Oprah Winfrey show) and that this book was somewhat semi-inspiring. I would have to say that if you want to start reading this book, you have to have an open mind, and not take it so seriously, because it’s fiction! Albom made heaven more interesting than most religious authors. Take it or leave it.


Book Club

Book club cats!


Book Club

Book club cats!

On Reading

With the time I’ve spent on books, I reckon if I invest that same number of hours from age 5 till now I would be able to be in the state team for wrestling. Hence it is appropriate to contemplate on the evolution of my passion. 

I began with Enid and the mainstream YA pulps like RL Stine, Christopher Pike; consciously avoiding Sweet Valley and the Ashley twins series. I did try reading one Sweet Valley book, it was disgusting and pink. They [books] were mostly stuff I borrowed in class, introduced by classmates because both my parents don’t read English well. So no Velveteen Rabbit or the Giving Tree for me. (Side note: pretty excited about the selection of books I’ll introduce to my offspring, if I decide to have any)

Along the way I graduated to the fantasy genre and stuck there for a good 5 years. At that time, reading was mostly about escaping and seeing how fast I can finish a i.e. trilogy. I did read other genres (The Outsiders, Animal Farm, Diary of Anne Frank) , not difficult to read but they did not strike a chord on the young me. I remembered these books because they were for class (I had to!). I stumbled on sexual contents and went out of my way to buy/borrow adult books just to bookmark the explicit parts (gay/straight/rape/whatever). My state of mind must have been very unhealthy at that time, but that obsession led me to other genres such as romance/ historical romance and other adult books which are not age appropriate. After a month reading romance books on damsels in distress, precious hymens ravaged by pulsating cocks and the characters happily marry at the end chapter, I quit and returned to fantasy with a deeper appreciation.

There was a period where I read mainstream paperbacks religiously. Robin Cook, Sidney Sheldon, Dean Koontz, John Grisham, Dan Brown (omg I feel so embarrassed), you name it. I thought I knew all about books then, like a connoisseur. One good outcome from this era was that it delivered me out from the fantasy bookshelves to the wider world out there. In college, I tried reading some books that were in the All Time Times 100 list. I did Margaret Atwood, John le Carre, Haruki Murakami, Hemingway etc. I did not get their works. I even tried the screenplays Death of a Salesman and Glass Menagerie, I did not get them too.

Then came a life-changing moment. I used to think science fiction was Star Trek, and my conversation about sf would have been like this, “Yea I’ve heard of them, I will try someday yada yada”. My ex-housemate passed me Isaac Asimov’s The Foundation and the rest is (sorry for the cliche) history. Biggest oxymoron of my life, the sf & f genre go hand in hand and it took me years to give sf a go. Looking back however, I’m so glad that Foundation was my first sci-fi, such an appropriate book to deflower my sf hymen! 

The other reason why I’m writing so, is because I’ve realised that I’ve changed. I used to be more selective on what I would read and I would criticize the book not for its prose or flow but on the story. I would question the author, her/his characters and the plot and how I would have altered them to fit into my “value judgements”. Nowadays, my reading experiences begins with surrendering my beliefs and accepting what is on the page. Yes, I suppose the right term would be “I have become more tolerant” and because I’ve become more accepting of other people’s ideals I’m able to get more out of my reading. 

I have yet to reread the books which were in the Times 100 apart from Hemingway (yes I get what he was trying to say now!). Currently, my obsession for the morbid has turn me to reading works of authors who had committed suicide.

On that I want to finish this with a lament. Sadly the book industry adheres to the principles of economics, so customers know best and they are number one. Writers do not necessary write on issues they truly feel deeply for, so to get published they have to grovel on their knees. Hell, I would write more spin-offs of heroines with tragic paranormal love if I’m desperate to get published! With that, I wish to appeal to your senses to try other genres. 

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  • I have read some more books.
  • I have not reviewed any except for the previous article.
  • I really should, but I’m so lazy.
  • I have 12 unread books on my bookshelf waiting to be read. 
  • I have experienced a sliver of ambition in me, and that is I want to be a writer. 
  • I am still ingesting and contemplating on my ambition. 

Thousand Cranes by Yasunari Kawabata

The Genre:

Nobel Prize winning Japanese Literature

The Background:

The author began with Kikuchi (a bachelor in his mid 20’s) been invited to a tea ceremony by his deceased father’s previous mistress, Chikiko. The tea ceremony was meant to be a miai for Kikuchi and Yukiko, unfortunately for Chikiko, Mrs. Ota and her daughter (Fumiko) gatecrashed the event.  Chikiko was dumped by Kikuchi’s father and he went on to have an affair with Mrs. Ota till his demise, a fact which pisses Chikiko so bad that she became rather grouchy.

Point 2, the author illustrated early on of a flashback of 8 year old Kikuchi-kun and his father visiting Chikiko (when she was still mistress) and he witnessed Chikiko snipping off hairs from a massive birthmark on her boobies. Back at home, he overheard a conversation between his mother and his father about the birthmark and how it impacted Chikiko’s marriageability.

Mrs. Ota, soft, weak and feminine, unable to cope with her lover’s death decided to hit on Kikuchi and they got it on. Fumiko is all too aware of her mother’s infidelity and her new found relationship with her lover’s son. Eventually Mrs. Ota was consumed with shame and guilt, killed herself. Whereas Kikuchi became addicted to old lady Ota’s “womanness”, to the point of perving on older ladies because it reminded him of her. The suicide drew Kikuchi and Fumiko closer together, with Kikuchi contemplating a future for them. Eventually they too, got it on but the next day Fumiko disappeared (presumably she also killed herself because it was too messed up).

The Verdict:

Pretty amazing and I like! The characters were woven so delicately like silks, conversations are fluidly passive aggressive and there are such things as subtle bitchiness. I wasn’t angry at the flaws which the characters have shown; rather I understood why certain events were done so. Kawabata linked a lot of simple moments, actions and objects into deep impactful meanings.

One of my ‘a ha’ moments from this book is this;

He could not call up the faces of his own mother and father, who had died three or four years before. He would look at a picture, and there they would be. Perhaps people were progressively harder to paint in the mind as they were near one, love by one. Perhaps clear memories came easily in proportion as they were ugly.

Yukiko’s eyes and cheeks were abstract memories, like impressions of light; and the memory of the birthmark on Chikako’s breast was concrete as a toad.

So human! I tried conjuring up the faces of my parents, not possible. Kawabata was a highly observant genius.

If you like your usual dose of best-selling authors which you can easily identify good v evil, do not read this book. If you enjoy the occasional art-house cinema with abrupt “weird” endings and you would have to google the theme of the story, do give this book a try. 

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“Girl with Book”, Oskar Schmidt

I wish I could look this good reading.


“Girl with Book”, Oskar Schmidt

I wish I could look this good reading.

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