…but I was “trapped” at the other end of the carriage and rather as expected he got off the train at the next stop (Westminster). Still it was nice to see him and to see someone of his stature using the Tube rather than insisting on a car and driver. So without further [...]
So, what can I say about seeing Rammstein Live aus Berlin..? Sarah said it best when she told me that she had explained it to her colleagues as the German equivalent of seeing Queen at Wembly back in the day. Let’s just say that they / it did not disappoint in any way shape or [...]
Despite having to get up in the middle of the night to visit the outhouse, in the rain no less, I cannot remember a more satisfying or peaceful night of sleep than the one I enjoyed that first night on Musquash at Jim and Liz’s camp, Maple Cove. I awoke feeling as though I [...]
For a brief interlude from the ongoing series re my travels in North America I am going to jump out of time and tell y’all about today, in brief.
Today I hopped on a train from Penn Station, came to Philadelphia, where I write this, played tourist for a few hours and then came over to [...]
After a night of finishing off a few work loose ends, packing and coffee I was already up, showered and ready for Toby when he came to pick me up. He was somewhat bemused by my approach to Transatlantic travel, i.e. staying up all night intending to sleep on the plane, even more bemused [...]
…as I have not got the time (right now) for more writing.
Noel on the Musquash:
My First NHL Live Game
Niagara – The Horseshoe Falls
Niagara – Me on The Maid of the Mist
More prose to follow when I have to kill time in airports
Sarah and I on the Waterfront in Toronto… Can you spot the relevant landmark at all..?
Friday morning, and after a short sleep in Halifax it was time to catch the bus and head on out a little West into New Brunswick; destination Saint John, Canada’s oldest city.
The small queue of people politely waiting to board the Acadian Line buses to Moncton and “Points West”, or Moncton and “Points North” or [...]
So, this evening I walked from work (the corner of Webber Street and Blackfriars Road), to Henry’s, a bar of some repute (though not greatly deserved as it turns out) just off the apple market in Covent Garden. I was there in order to join with some chums in the pursuit of levity in the [...]
So, I am walking between Paddington and Work, or Work and Paddington depending on what fits, and this morning I have taken my “starting point” GPS trace of my walk. I’m not going to do it every day, but I am going to do it once a week (or so) to try and see [...]