The cleaner at the royal palace # 7/2012

Another shot taken in Muscat at the white marble colonnade in the ceremonial palace.

Another hummingbird # 3/2012

This time another tiny little hummingbird of a different colour. They flit and twitter through the leaves, so small and hard to spot.

Contrasts with Muscat 4 - # 30/2011

A small alleyway in Kalbuh.  Being English I am naturally overwhelmed and delighted by the play of the sunlight; it's what we see and like about the towns and sights in Italy and the Cote d'Azur, France. Kalbuh is a tiny little enclave close to Mutrah, the main harbour area of Muscat. It's a strange little spot - it's nothing but a few houses, but, for me at any rate, it has an overwhelming charm and quietness with a view to the sea. It's worth clicking on the photo to enlarge it and then just letting your eyes roam over some of the little details.

Contrasts with Muscat 3 - # 28/2011

Sultan Quaboos Mosque, Muscat.

Contrasts with Muscat 2a - # 27/2011

Midday in Muscat 25 degrees v Midday in Kingston 2.5 degrees.  The melancholy of the winter walk in an English town. Grey, quiet, the thronging and popular in Summer shut down chairs stacked and windows blank and empty in winter. The warm coats, the hats, the socks and boots. Thinking of getting home, lighting the fire and toasting crumpets and making hot tea.

Contrasts with Muscat 2 - # 26/2011

Midday in Muscat.

This isn't typical. The flowers and the nicely laid out public park are typical, but this is the only sleeper I ever saw. He obviously isn't worried about sunburn on his feet.

Contrasts with Muscat 1.1 - # 25/2011

London suburbia (vintage 1935); winter. Enough said.

Contrasts with Muscat 1 - # 24/2011

Now that I'm back in Richmond I thought I would play a little game making comparisons. It won't last long but it will give me time to "bed-in" again.

I like this house - or rather the two (white behind, brown in front). Unfortunately poor camera management means that the image is not as crisp and sharp as it should be. (I was experimenting and forgot to reset the camera, and perhaps I should have attached my polarising filter, but I was too lazy - "Oh, the heat, the heat, Carruthers. This damned eternal heat. Why did I ever sign up for this service?").

Anyway, these are two "patrician houses"; the small brown one carefully restored to celebrate the old style, and the one behind, in the typical Omani "fortress" style with what looks like a Portuguese style balcony, reflecting the 17th century Portuguese influences in Muscat - I'm guessing. I'm going to try and contrast them with similar houses here in Richmond.

The houses are in a tiny spot, called Kalbuh, close to the main harbour area called Mutrah.

Muscat Moments 27 - # 23/2011

.......and goodbye to Muscat.

Muscat Moments 26 - # 22/2011

We're close to the end of Muscat Moments. There are only a few more days to run.

This pleasant tray of traditional coffee pot, bowl and wicker fly cover for plates of food is on display at the castle of Nakhal. Doesn't it look pretty?

Muscat Moments 25 - # 21/2011

Goats seeking shade.  As we come down from the jebel back to the hot semi-desert low land plains we find an ingenious system of shelters for people waiting for taxis.  Along the highways that sweep past the villages there are shelters to provide shade. There are no buses as we understand them in Northern Europe, but taxis patrol the highways.  You can phone or just wait for a taxi to magically materialise.  This is afterall the land of Sindbad the Sailor and the Arabian Nights tales. The goats find these shelters extremely useful. Goats are not daft!!!  And goat's milk and meat are vey good.  And their hair makes nice garments and decorative knick-knacks. I like goats.

Muscat Moments 24 - # 20/2011

The last quick snap from the "jaunt in the jebel":  a village lady in colourful traditional clothes carries a bundle of crops on her head towards the aged 4.0 litrewhite Toyata pick-up. In the foreground is a white plastic water tank looking like a a typical Omani watch tower with its crenelations around the top.

Muscat Moments 23 - # 19/2011

"A jaunt in the jebel - 2"...................a close up view of the terraces showing the thick, green crop. On the right the water distribution channels and in the background the harsh rocky crags and precipices of the mountain range.

Muscat Moments 22 - # 18/2011

"A jaunt in the jebel"...........a village at around 2,200 meters high in the Jebel Akhdar (the Akhdar Mountain chain): over the years the villagers have laboriously constructed a huge series of terraces on which they grow their crops.  There is plentiful moisture and running water is distributed via an ingenious system of water channels that serve the terraces. Today, main sewerage and mains water pumping systems are being installed under the narrow alleys between the houses. Electricity comes via a chain of pylons built across the ridges and gulleys of the mountains. Mobile phone reception is perfect.

Muscat Moments 21 - # 17/2011

"The village at the end of the world"............my son brought his rock-hard Jeep across the desert from Dubai.......it's a lovely multi-lane highway built to the best standards.


However, this fishing village is accessible only by a rough-riding Jeep or by sea. But they have electricity and school and the road is maintained, if rough. They are by no means cut off, and a fishing skiff could quickly reach Muscat.


Omanis are friendly, outgoing seafarers and by tradition like contact with foreigners (provided you respect their pride as Omanis).  They graciously invited us to sip Omani coffee and eat dates - delicious sweet and sour/dates and coffee.  Over coffee we discussed international football, the cost of cars and the price of buying a wife.  There was a long contemplative silence after Christopher reckoned £500,000 as being the cost of a wife in England..........which then exploded into a loud burst of exceptionally raucous laughter and back slapping. After the usual photo-call we were graciously lead back to the Jeep and waved on our way.  Riding away in the Jeep we were thinking.........Hmmm, just like men all over the world!!!

Muscat Moments 20 - # 16/2011

Surfin' Oman...............just like anywhere else, but hotter.

Muscat Moments 19 - # 15/2011

Looking down into Old Muscat from the old town gate fortifications. The buildings are not so "old" but the surroundings and site are impressive.  Today the watch towers vie with the mobile phone towers on the mountain peaks.  The Sultan has decreed that there should be no high rise buildings to spoil the views.  Muscat is a "low level" townscape - and very much better off for that. 

Muscat Moments 18 - # 14/2011

Sunset behind the mountains that cradle Mutrah, the port of Muscat. The fort and the watchtowers take on a special form.

Muscat Moments 17 - # 13/2011

Night shot of the Corniche at Mutrah, the Port of Muscat.

Muscat Moments 16 - # 12/2011

Fishers Grilled..........so they grill fishermen in Oman?  And, they collect sawdust.  I love to read the shop signs and speculate on what might be meant.  Of course, the true meaning is clear, but the English is nevertheless amusing.  The fish market is nearby, so collection of sawdust and preparation of cooked fish are to be expected. In the background you can see a watch tower on the hill top; part of the old fortifications.