57. Lament for the frying pan
People normally leave the comfort of their homes and travel for a reason. Earlier this year, for example, thousands of ordinary, civilised and domesticated folk left their homes in search of remote locations where there was no TV. The reason? A strong rumour that Pink Floyd was getting together again for the Live8 concerts (enough to send anyone heading for the hills).
I, too, set off on a journey, and the thought of those sad, old men boring a whole new generation was only part of the reason. I went on a personal journey to pay homage to one of the most endangered species on Earth – the frying pan.
Our frying pan was an important part of my growing-up process. Please understand that I’m not talking about a modern ...