Himself has set course east. For reasons known only to himself mind. Each time I ask, the answer shifts slightly. No doubt at some point he’ll tell me it was my idea… Luckily this takes […]
Himself has set course east. For reasons known only to himself mind. Each time I ask, the answer shifts slightly. No doubt at some point he’ll tell me it was my idea… Luckily this takes […]
Never let it be said that Himself and I shy away from a challenge. A little bruised and battered from 2025, we took stock and reasoned there was one more trip in the motorhome – […]
So. It’s been a while. The razor sharp amongst you may have spotted that 2024’s blog ended abruptly without the usual end of journey musings. Meanwhile 2025’s was non existent. We travelled of course. Scotland […]
It’s fair to say that Himself is obsessed with all matters pertaining to war. Purely up to him, European travels would consist of stormed beaches, bunkers and battlefields, punctuated only by stops for burgers and […]
We’re in Bourgogne, well away from the Alps now, in glorious wine country. Vines as far as the eye can see. Lushly green gently undulating hills. Picture postcard pretty. Along the west we pass Lyon, […]
It’s a big day today – Himself’s birthday! And he’s jagged a perfect 28 degree day for it too. It’s a tough gig, but someone has to do it. The morning passes in a […]