Travel tales, tips and music – and some dubious puns
Oxford has lent its name to many things over the years – a colour, marmalade, and an entire movement - to name just a few. My very favourite though has to be a rather contentious gramma rule – the Oxford comma. Sometimes known as a serial comma, it is the final comma in a list... Continue Reading →
I do love a claim to fame, particularly dubious tourist ones and especially when they have a plaque. Here's a wee collection of some I've stumbled upon recently. Bracknell, England - longest picnic table in England made from a single piece of wood: And here is the actual table: Edinburgh, Scotland - A House in Edinburgh... Continue Reading →
The day before leaving the Amalfi coast I had a few short, sharp pangs – at first I thought they were sadness at leaving but it was more than just sadness, it was regret. Regret for some of the places I didn’t visit and the things I didn’t see or do, and even for some... Continue Reading →
This may be the most quin-tea-ssentially British post I’ve written so far but I wanted to tell you about my morning cuppa. When looking for travel accommodation the how/where/when I get my morning brew is one of my top criteria. I once managed to bag a bargain hotel room (80% off) but I had to... Continue Reading →
Edinburgh is my second home – I have lived here longer than any other place (apart from the small town I grew up in) and it’s where my actual home is, the one which I own. Although it is currently someone else’s home as it’s rented out to help fund my travels. When there is... Continue Reading →
These are all special for numerous reasons - the impact the piece had on me, where I was, who I was with, the amazing lunch I ate just after I had seen it - you know, the usual stuff. As the Porto artists stated in their dispute with the Mayor's anti-graffiti squad (see final entry) -... Continue Reading →
Lately I’ve been feeling a little listless a tad rootless even. I’ve been on the road for nearly three years and for the first time I am beginning to wonder if it is time to go home. I know I am lucky, privileged in fact to live this life. I even have a flat I... Continue Reading →
There appear to be two types of people in January – those who make new year resolutions and are excited about new beginnings and challenges and those for whom January is a cold dark month of blues and being skint. Every year I try to be one of the positive types. This past week I’ve... Continue Reading →
I blogged for six months, I took a break for six months, I’m starting over. I’m quite a private person so I do find it difficult to share details about myself but I want to square up to this challenge so am giving it another go. In the last six months I have had been... Continue Reading →
