Many people born in the USA consider themselves something other than just American. They may be Italian-American, German-American or Irish-American, even though their ancestors emigrated to the USA in 1878. They are still uniquely proud of their heritage. Try telling an Italian-American, who has never been within a thousand miles of Sicily, he isn’t Italian … Continue reading Copenhagen Day One
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Let’s Go Camping – Salisbury and Stonehenge
We should try camping again,” I told Madam, “There’s a tent in the garage we haven’t used yet.” She reminded me that the last time we went camping, many years ago, we pitched our tent in a field behind a pub. We then spent every evening in the pub, drinking beer and eating sticky toffee … Continue reading Let’s Go Camping – Salisbury and Stonehenge
York: Dragons and Permafrost
As we left the train in York, or detrained as our transatlantic cousins would have it, I realised that this was the furthest north I had ever been in England. Growing up in the south, we all believed that anywhere much north of Oxford was covered in year-round permafrost and patrolled by fire-breathing dragons. Older … Continue reading York: Dragons and Permafrost
Travels With Madam 