Lyme Regis July 2005

This was disrupted somewhat by events. Disrupted seems a little disrespectful, but you know what I mean. But, it was all booked, Mairi’s parents and nephews were all ready to go, so we went. I needed some time off anyway, on top of the compassionate leave, and it had taken us long enough to find… Continue reading Lyme Regis July 2005

Berlin in 2005 was… no place for lovers…

Berlin Trip 4th – 7th March 2005 Popped to Berlin for a weekend with Mairi and her parents. Haven’t been to Germany for a long time – last time was in the late 1990’s! We flew with Easyjet. Yeah, I know. It was a foolish mistake, as 4 hours sitting in the Departure Lounge at… Continue reading Berlin in 2005 was… no place for lovers…

Gold Star For Effort

What does the hotel star system mean? Where is it defined? A while back, in Edinburgh, I stayed in two hotels, opposite each other, both with the same number of stars. So, they both had en-suite, coffee & tea, TV etc. One had a faux-marble bathroom with power shower, sweeping red-carpeted stairs, and hot chocolate… Continue reading Gold Star For Effort

My Trip To France

Just got back from a very nice long weekend in Lille, in Flemish France. Travelled on the Eurostar, first time for me. So I was rather thrilled when we cruised past the flat Kent countryside, then plunged into the dark for 20 minutes, and emerged into a landscape almost exactly the same, except for the… Continue reading My Trip To France

Look At Choo Choo

I was getting the train home the other day, waiting at Kings Cross Thameslink, watching the mice on the tracks. The train I wanted was delayed by about 20 minutes. Oh well. When it arrived, everyone squeezes on, but I manage to get a seat. We trundle off to Farringdon, then we sit there for… Continue reading Look At Choo Choo

Back In Blighty

Well, here we are back in the good old 51st state. We had a great time in Scotland, first in Dundee, Mairi’s birthplace, and then in a quiet-now-the-festival’s-finished Edinburgh. Dundee was an experience for me, never having been before. Had a tour of the old haunts, primary school, the beautiful, burned-to-the-ground but now being restored… Continue reading Back In Blighty