I’ve never visited York before. We had some holiday time, so we thought why not? And to make it a bit more holidayesque we treated ourselves to first class on the train up. I could definitely get used to first … Continue reading
I felt bad for not updating you all on my whereabouts in February and March, but then I remembered that you all know where to find me on Twitter so it wasn’t much of a problem really. In case you … Continue reading
This is the view from the spa last week, before the snow and the river flooding and the return to deep freeze temperatures. Even without all those, it doesn’t look warm and hospitable. It’s not. It’s been bleak here since … Continue reading
I am in St Ives. Every holiday as a child, we trailed to St Ives. 9 hours in the back of the Maxi, past Stonehenge and through endless small villages, my sister vomiting away next to me. Indian Queens was … Continue reading
Today I was in Bridlington. You thought Skegness was tacky? You ain’t seen nothing until you’ve seen the grockle shops and harbour-front cafes of Brid. The steamed-up, fingerprinted windows. The bags of shells for £1.50. The toddlers with stars shaved … Continue reading
I’m in Oxford. First time. I’m with Maria, Les (My Aunt on my mothers side), Zoë (my sister in law), and Jonathan (my brother). Daniel, Les’s son is taking the picture. We’re in some college ground. I don’t recall which. … Continue reading