While we’re all in this strange situation of being confined to a small geographical area, I’m going to indulge myself every week by thinking, ‘Where do I want to revisit today?’ And then writing about it. It will be a great test of my memory, and almost as good as actually going there in theContinue reading “My favourite places: Bruges”
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Need a reason to come home? Get a dog.
The worst part about a holiday is always coming home. Back in the day, Tony and I would drive home to Yorkshire from a sunshine-and-wine-drenched holiday in France, griping all the way. You could guarantee the sky would turn grey somewhere in the middle of the Channel. And why was it that French motorway serviceContinue reading “Need a reason to come home? Get a dog.”
It’s a trifecta: London, by train, for some gin tasting
What’s not to like? No matter how many great cities I visit, London remains one of my favourites. The fact that it’s only a quick train ride from where I now live, so I can go as often as I like, doesn’t diminish the attraction. And gin, well who doesn’t love gin? Our trip startedContinue reading “It’s a trifecta: London, by train, for some gin tasting”
In praise of small countries – Liechtenstein and Luxembourg
Some time ago, I decided that I wanted to visit all of the smallest countries in Europe. Why? Like there has to be a reason. Why not? Don’t you want to visit them too? It’s good to have life goals and mine are all travel-based! Vatican City is the smallest country in Europe, with anContinue reading “In praise of small countries – Liechtenstein and Luxembourg”
Market Harborough – a middle class fairy tale
That’s according to the Sunday Times anyway, which included this market town in Leicestershire on a list of the top 50 places to live in the UK. So why am I here? Agreed, it’s a bit of a random choice for a weekend break. But I live in Berkshire, my friend Bev lives in Yorkshire.Continue reading “Market Harborough – a middle class fairy tale”
My madeleine moment – one pierogi and I’m back in Poland
Have you read ‘In Search of Lost Time’ by Marcel Proust? Don’t worry if you haven’t, you’re not alone. It’s a biggie – 4,215 pages, over a million words. Quite an undertaking. I doubt if I will read it twice. It’s the French version of War and Peace. But I do love the idea ofContinue reading “My madeleine moment – one pierogi and I’m back in Poland”