Cycle Odyssey…

And so the grand journey begins… This morning I was up at just after 0600h to jump on the bike and ride to Sevenoaks Station.  A sleepy Lee-Anne bade me goodbye, and sent me off with a kiss and I was on my way.  In the last couple of weeks I have got a lot […]

Falmari returns to the sea…

I’ve been meaning to blog…

…but life here is so relaxed and slow that I’ve not really got around to it. Still, in the meantime, here is a taste of the early morning in Girne:

Looking for excitement..?

If you are, then why not try cycling in Central London..? I’m still alive despite the best efforts of one hare-brained driver who decided to not check their blindspot when pulling out into traffic. Said driver not only exclaimed with shock that they had not seen me, but also that they had not noticed that […]

Why Tuesdays are often memorable…

Yesterday was a Tuesday, and although my assertion that Tuesday is the “crazy day” can only be supported by anecdotal evidence at best, yesterday is an excellent example of the sheer oddness that Tuesdays do often seem to subject me to… I had a “normal” day at work, even a normal (and utterly lovely) dinner […]

I saw a hero of mine on the Tube last night…

…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 ado, Lord […]

Auf Wiedersehn in Berlin

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 […]

Thanksgiving, Musquash Style

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 had […]

Philadelphia…

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 […]

Getting to Halifax, Nova Scotia…

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 when […]

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