Category Archives: Travelling

Bush fires, long spoons and lightning

The old Coca Cola chiller was a solid red beast of a thing. No see-through door on the side –  no door at all – just a lid on the top. It hadn’t worked for years, what with it being … Continue reading

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Dogs, logs – and more important things

It was a two walk weekend, after a week of only one. And that one was to the shops. With a brief diversion into the cemetery. Those angels. They need watching over. Something about having strangers working in the house … Continue reading

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Slacks, golf – and George

When, in 2004, we moved up north to Liverpool, we bought a house in complete ignorance of the district’s main attraction: ten minutes’ walk from our front door was a long, sandy beach. I knew the land came to an … Continue reading

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Watch your language!

My last post was so unsuccessful I’ve decided to post another picture. Enjoy this: Over and out. I have work to do. 🙂

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Chocolate, a castle, a cake fit for a princess – and Moomins

Chocolate I haven’t been eating for some time. And I really don’t miss it. Castles are just an occasional treat – well, I do love a good ruin. And though I rarely have cake, the mere sight of a good … Continue reading

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Death, burial – and untimely resurrection

The dead were fast becoming the underlying (sorry) theme of our trip to Uppsala. First it was ancient DNA. Then, as day two dawned – actually, it was long after dawn – it was the turn of Viking burials. Replete … Continue reading

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An airlock, rune mastery & the meaning of life

The Swedish train was impressive. We’d flown into Stockholm from Manchester – after another early taxi thanks to untimely rail strikes – with carry-on luggage only, for a (slightly) cheaper ticket. In no time at all we were standing, somewhat … Continue reading

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