Every so often a place captures your imagination and you just have to see it for yourself. Such is the case with Colmar, a place I only became aware of through Instagram after our travels […]
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2019 Day 18 – Lunch in Verdun
Lunch and a revision of plans is the order of the day. A stroll into town to revisit a favourite from last year – a waterfront favourite that’s consistently busy whilst other places stand a […]
2019 Day 17 – Parfondeval
In the game of weather roulette, we wake to rain free skies. Yes! Off to Parfondeval we go, as fast as our little legs will carry us. Parfondeval is quite unusual amongst the Les Plus […]
2019 Day 16 – Deep in the grain fields
As far as plans go, I didn’t ask a lot from today. All I wanted was to stock the larder with local goodies (wine! cheese!) at one of the excellent French supermarkets, make a little […]
2019 Day 15 – Off to France
Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to France we go: the start of the European leg of this year’s adventure. We’re catching the ferry from Dover to Calais, not our usual crossing, but it is […]
2019 Day 14 – Canterbury
Yesterday firmly behind us, we set out to visit Canterbury. A pleasing second visit, where the pressure of “seeing all the sights” has been dealt with first time round.Having been held captive by a wide […]
2019 Day 13 – Not best pleased
There’s a little back story that will make much more sense of today. Once upon a time, we were proud owners of a magical device I shall call TomTom. Not just any old navigational device, […]
2019 Day 12 – Chartwell
Now all the National Trust places we’ve been to have been lovely, but occasionally we come across one that’s truly special. Such is the case today, when we visit Winston Churchill’s family home, Chartwell. Nestled […]
2019 Day 11 – British Museum
And thus the birthday week of Chris concludes, with….his actual birthday. Still celebrating, albeit at a much more sedate pace, we train back into London for a day of yum cha and culture: our afternoon […]
2019 Day 10 – Greenwich
Miraculously, we both wake without effect from the celebrations of yesterday. I did wonder, after that second martini, if there’d be a price to pay. Today zips along at a very different pace, visiting the […]
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