A wee trip to the Isle – April 2017

My cousin Marion has achieved what nobody in my close family has yet managed – to stay married for forty years. AND she got married on April Fool’s Day – so how does that work? To celebrate this event, I drove from South Wales up north, stopping over at a Travelodge near Lancaster as IContinue reading “A wee trip to the Isle – April 2017”

A Big Birthday and the Bucket List

It’s March 2017 and I am seventy. It’s the first birthday where I’ve felt my age – not that I feel old, but I’ve become conscious of age. Many decades ago a good friend got in a panic at turning thirty (I’d passed that a couple of years before) and I was totally confused. WhatContinue reading “A Big Birthday and the Bucket List”

September 2013 – Auckland: City of Sails and Volcanoes

It’s a fascinating place, Auckland. Built right on top of a volcanic field of about 48 or 50 volcanoes, it’s one of the most undulating places I’ve been – apart from Barry. The  – now extinct – volcanoes are obvious as you travel around the city, in the form of islands, hills, lagoons and strangeContinue reading “September 2013 – Auckland: City of Sails and Volcanoes”

September 2013 – New Zealand: land of the long white cloud!

I have these wonderful relatives in New Zealand who don’t mind getting up before dawn, driving to Auckland airport and fetching me into a warm, welcoming family. After Rob went to work and we dropped the girls off at school, Carley and I talked for hours and hours – almost till it was time toContinue reading “September 2013 – New Zealand: land of the long white cloud!”

September 2013 – Travelling on….a day out of my life.

I left Calgary on a Wednesday afternoon and, crossing the Rockies for the third time in just over a week, landed at Vancouver Airport again.  With hindsight, if I’d planned the trip differently, I’d have had a few days there. I spent a very short time in the city in 2011 when I was overContinue reading “September 2013 – Travelling on….a day out of my life.”

Leaving NY…London…Home!

And it’s a wonder I got here at all. The lovely little redbrick hostel I stayed in in New York was on West 31st St, just on the corner of 5th Avenue. So when I trundled my bag and belongings across the street to the hotel which was the pickup point for the airport shuttle,Continue reading “Leaving NY…London…Home!”