Category Archives: travel

I was 19 when Lord and Lady Y decided to escape the big smoke at the weekends.  A quick dash up the A40 allowed them to walk in green fields and spend some ‘quality time together’ away from the real … Continue reading →

Have you ever fancied living on a commune?  No, nor have I.  But I think I might just have got as close to one as I’ll ever get. I suppose I need to explain.  Last weekend, staying in a stunning … Continue reading →

Aged 22, I was really quite opinionated.  Degree in hand, I came back down to London (from Manchester) thinking I pretty much knew it all.  Except that of course I had to live at home and get a job.  And, … Continue reading →

There’s SO much to a ski holiday that could go wrong. And I’m not just talking about the awful prospect of broken limbs.  There’s the ridiculous amount of clobber you need to remember ALL the time, endless misunderstandings about meeting … Continue reading →