Portugal

It is a little before 7am and Madam is poking me awake. “Come on, wake up and go and make some tea! It’s packing day!” “Packing day?” I say. “Yes, get a move on, we are going to Portugal tomorrow.” ‘We are? Oh.’ I say. There isn’t anything useful I can add to that statement … Continue reading Portugal →

Cotswolds and Beyond

Cotswolds Travel Blog: Including Highclere Castle, Avebury Stones, Marlborough, Bibury, Chedworth Roman Villa, Bourton on the Water and a spot of Shakespeare. “So, you want to go to Norfolk next?” I asked Madam. “I guess so…” she replied somewhat hesitantly. “It’s very flat,” I said, “you can wave to people in Birmingham.” “Really? You can … Continue reading Cotswolds and Beyond →

Isle of Wight

"We could go away," Madam suggested, “you have a week between appointments.” "But I've been in hospit..." I started to say but she gave me a look that spoke of daggers and I fell into silence. She stared at me a little longer then said, "You're looking much better today. We're going to run out … Continue reading Isle of Wight →

Scotland

Scotland blog from our recent trip. Includes Edinburgh, Glasgow, Fort William, Inverness, Culloden, Ben Nevis, the West Highland Line and a few misadventures. “We have ten days before your next hospital appointment. We need to go away!” said Madam, “we could go on a road trip. Maybe Norfolk?” “It’s very flat,” I replied, “and there isn’t a lot to … Continue reading Scotland →

Marsaxlokk

Almost every guide we read about Malta told us that the Sunday morning fish market in Marsaxlokk (pronounced marsa-schlock – meaning Southern Port) shouldn’t be missed. The market closes at midday so we were up early and caught the bus into Valletta just as the direct TD10 bus to Marsaxlokk arrived. We joined the long queue and … Continue reading Marsaxlokk →

Malta

I was reading an article on a right-leaning website explaining that right after a hard Brexit, probably as soon as March 32nd, we would have sunshine everyday, there would be unicorns roaming free in the woods and beer would only cost 35p a pint. I had just got to the bit telling me that if … Continue reading Malta →

Seville

'We need to go to flamenco dancing' said Madam. I was lying in my recliner and had fallen asleep. I was glad she woke me as I was worried I was going to have that nightmare again. The one where I’m chased by Scarlett Johansson and, just as she catches me, she turns into Jacob … Continue reading Seville →

Stuttgart Germany

We managed to pick one of the hottest weeks in a summer heatwave that had gripped Europe for our time in Germany. Glaciers were melting in Sweden. Britain faced a shortage of brussel sprouts. Worse still, mon Dieu, France was suffering a shortage of snails due to heat and lack of rain. Parts of Spain … Continue reading Stuttgart Germany →

Am Osterfelderkopf

There is a cable car up to Am Osterfelderkopf at 2033 metres (6670 feet) high. It costs an eye-watering €27 each for a seven minute ride. You can walk up the zig-zag paths but it would take a lot more stamina than I possess, and time that I had. There was a cafe right by … Continue reading Am Osterfelderkopf →

A Go-Cart and Oberammergau

Twenty-five miles an hour isn’t fast. A plane going that slow would fall from the sky. A car might be holding up traffic. A bicycle would be a little scarier. But still not excessive. Now imagine, if you will, going at that speed in a plastic go-cart, close to the ground, down the side of … Continue reading A Go-Cart and Oberammergau →