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 […]
2017 Day Ninety Two
Most of the day passes in the fiddly, time consuming things that weren’t addressed yesterday. In many ways, packing up the motorhome is very much like moving house at the end of each trip. I […]
2017 Day Ninety One
The last part of our journey begins – the drive to Truro to clean, pack and winter the motorhome. We bid a fond farewell to Padstow which is looking particularly lovely this morning. I always […]
2017 Day Ninety
We wake to a clear day – yay! And it’s my birthday, double yay! I’m so grateful it’s not raining. I’m not sure I have it in me, to be gracious trapped indoors on my […]
2017 Day Eighty Nine
Don’t ask me where the day went. It’s clear I haven’t a clue. The morning slipped through our fingers, under the loveliness of a hopeful ray of sun. Early afternoon, similarly escapes in the trudgery […]
2017 Day Eighty Eight
It’s a crack of dawn start (relatively speaking) to drop the motorhome off to Vospers to have the wheel rim replaced and a few other things looked – the horn has gone oddly quiet and […]
2017 Day Eighty Seven
If there ever was a handy phrase in the English countryside, it surely must be “when it rains, we lunch”. We deploy it to good effect today, travelling to Falmouth to visit Rick Stein’s […]
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