Category: Travel

X Marks the Spot

A retirement project is to be a Short Term Observer (STO) for overseas elections. At the beginning of this year I completed an online course and waited for an election to come along.

Sailing on the Solent

Let me introduce you to Ischnura, a female dragonfly, and the name of this trimaran. She was designed and built in Denmark about ten years ago and now she scuds across coastal waters in the UK.

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Plane, Train or Slow Lane?

I haven’t ridden my Brompton bike for years. I say this is a safety play as I don’t want to be squashed under a lorry. This happened to me on Hyde Park Corner in the 1970s and I don’t want a repeat. You may say I’m lazy.

Double Death on the Avon

I noticed this plaque while I was walking in Wiltshire last week.  It’s quite new and a local woman walking her dog told me replaces an older memorial.

Great Stones, Part Three

Yesterday we walked along the Avon to Old Sarum and then down into Salisbury. The villages are pretty – lots of thatched cottages and spruced up houses with Range Rovers in the drive. A reader in Beverly Hills sent me an extract from Pagan Britain by Ronald Hutton. (Yes, I expect you to be impressed that… Continue reading Great Stones, Part Three

Great Stones, Part Two

  This is Silbury Hill, not far from Avebury, that we passed on Monday after lunch.

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Great Stones

After lounging around in France for a few days I’m working off the pastis and wine by walking from Swindon to Salisbury. It’s about thirty-six miles so splits nicely into a three day hike.

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Daydream Believer

Do you look at the Property section and fantasise about buying a second home? Do you want to live the dream: lunch by the pool, sundowners on the terrace, open fires in winter (hellish hangovers in the morning)? Somewhere that has more sunshine than the UK, a beautiful location, an old building with original features.… Continue reading Daydream Believer

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Three in a Canoe

In museums I find that I’m often looking at the exhibits through a prism of my family history. There was no question of this today.