He who makes plans without consulting me has decided to stay in Henley on Thames for a few days. Fine by me. Bunnies a plenty, a pretty town to explore and I’m always happiest either […]
2018 Day 8 – Henley on Thames
It’s decision day – the morning sees us at the workshop where the verdict on the fridge is delivered. It has to be replaced. Most vexed at this turn of events. Given the choice, I’d […]
2018 Day 7 – The Jurassic Coast
Our journey east takes us via the Jurassic Coast which stretches approximately 150 km along England’s southern shoreline. Listed as a World Heritage site in 2001, it spans 185 million years of geological history across […]
2018 Day 6 – Corfe Castle
Well it’s finally beginning to feel like we’re on the road. Rain has suspended activity and the sun is out splitting the stones, as the Irish say. Time for our obligatory group shot, which is […]
2018 Day 5 Stourhead
Five days in and it’s official, the heatwave has broken. Rain has arrived and it’s here to stay. If we’re to explore Stourhead, a National Trust favourite, it’s going to have to be in the […]
2018 Days 2 to 4 – London to Exeter then Cornwall
Normally I’d write a post a day but let’s face it, the early days aren’t the exciting ones. Much better to wax lyrical over French farmhouse cheese, lazy days in the sun, English manor homes […]
2018 Day 1 – Not quite as planned, then
Once upon a time, there was an excellent plan, simple in its execution, adventurous in its aim and oh so enticingly in reach. It went something like this: I’d resign into a mix of consulting […]
2017 Day Ninety Five
And just like that, this year’s journey is at an end. We drop the motorhome off for storage until 2018. I’m always a little envious of its view. It beats the hell out of my […]
2017 Day Ninety Four
They say that no good deed goes unpunished. And boy am I paying for yesterday’s little treat of slacking off. A marathon seven hour session of packing and final motorhome chores. I’m well over it […]
2017 Day Ninety Three
And just for a change of pace (she said in jest) it pours. Not just any rain, but buckets of it. All the more reason to stay in bed, reading Black Rabbit Hall, my novel […]
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