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Leaving Goa and arriving in Kolkata is like finishing afternoon tea and biscuits with your elderly aunt and then finding yourself at an all-night dance party.We arrived in the “City of Joy” in the early evening and caught a taxi to our hotel in the New...
We departed Snowdonia after 9 magic days and made our way to Heathrow via Stoke on Trent, where we stayed for two nights. Hmmm not quite sure what to say about Stoke on Trent. It’s famous for its pottery works but probably not much else. There was a bit of an...
Snowdonia is majestic with towering mountains, lakes, fast flowing streams and waterfalls – but you don’t come here for a tan.It was a short drive across from the Lake District to the village of Bethesda at the northern tip of Snowdonia National Park....
Before this trip I had never been to Newcastle, albeit I did have an opportunity whilst working in London in the early 90s. The Insurance company I was working for underwrote risk in the business sector and my role was to accompany the underwriters to assess...
From the Netherlands to Ireland. Despite living in the UK together for almost four years in the 90s Jo and I never visited Ireland, instead taking the opportunity to head east to the Continent during our time off. A short 75-minute hop from Schipol to Dublin...
The busiest and most densely populated area of Holland is known as the Randstad – a “megalopolis” as described by Wikipedia – containing the four largest cities of Amsterdam, Utrecht, Rotterdam and The Hague. While the area can at times...
I kicked off my return to London, after more than ten years, with something definitely new for me. I had been looking for a course and by accident spotted a conference hosted by the UK Feng Shui Society. At 80 GBP for the day I thought why not . . .A couple of...
I had been hankering to visit the Lake District as part of our trip. I was first there around 49 years ago – in Ullswater with my family, although at the age of 5 you don’t remember much. Roll on 20 years to 1990, when Jo had I had only just started...
From the Fishermen’s Trail we headed north again – back past Lisbon and up into the Sera de Estrela mountains to a small village called Sabugueiro. Not content with being Portugal’s highest village, we somehow ended up in an Airbnb at the...
