Category: Travel and people

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Wooden Ships (2) : Prince Edward Island

(Continued from Part One) Prince Edward Island, often shortened to its initials PEI, is Canada’s smallest province. It lies only 13 miles off the New Brunswick Atlantic coast. It is connected to the Canadian mainland by one of the world’s longest bridges to pass over ice-covered waters (in winter), named the Confederation Bridge. It is one of Canada’s Maritime Provinces, and the waters that … Read More Wooden Ships (2) : Prince Edward Island

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Wooden Ships (1)

It was Easter Sunday, 20th April, 2025. Bernie had cooked us a fabulous Sunday lunch, now finished, leaving us relaxed and reflective. . We had three guests; our longstanding friends and fellow dog-owners Siobhan and Paul, and a visiting new friend of theirs from New Zealand – Russ -who is pivotal to the rest of this true story. Although you might have good reason … Read More Wooden Ships (1)

Island of the Sun

For somewhere I’d never heard of a few months ago, Grado – l’Isola Del Sole- has made a big impact. This ‘island of the sun’ sits in the upper arc of the Adriatic Sea: the ocean that links eastern Italy with its neighbours, Croatia and Slovenia. Trieste, that ancient meeting place of east and west, lies some fifty km to the east, and can … Read More Island of the Sun

A round of Roundhay

(📩 300 words, a five-minute read) Roundhay Park in north Leeds. I had stepped in at short notice to drive over the Pennines to help ‘toddler- sit’ our grandson. He was under the weather; possibly teething, and had been sent home from nursery. Dad – my son – was abroad on business and unable to return at short notice. A well wrapped-up walk with … Read More A round of Roundhay

A Donegal Journey (1)

The town of Buncrana lies in the far north-west of Ireland, in County Donegal: that part of the country that is on a line with Northern Ireland, yet is in the Republic. It’s long been our intention to visit this beautiful part of the ‘Emerald Isle’. Green it certainly is, and currently living up to its rainy reputation… But hailing from Cumbria, we’re no … Read More A Donegal Journey (1)

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#SundayHumour : first day in heaven

I’m a simple man when it comes to food.. Especially simple, old-fashioned grub when we go out for a meal; which, given the presence of the Collie, is a rare treat. A reunion with a much-loved former neighbour in Whittle-le-Woods, near Chorley, Lancashire, saw us sharing the pub’s dining room with a funeral and having some of the best ‘home cooking’ I’ve ever had. … Read More #SundayHumour : first day in heaven

Faro2 : The Shape that fell to Earth

Looking back, it could have been the sunshine… The bright blue sky was such a contrast to the cold grey clouds of Cumbria in early March. But it wasn’t. There was something about the shape of Faro2 that actually spoke to me… It looks crazy – the words emerging on the screen here. Sounds even more lunatic putting it into a mystically oriented blog-slot, … Read More Faro2 : The Shape that fell to Earth

Teach your Children

The ‘great white hotel’, as we called it, began across the road from where our small apartments ended. Its elegant, curving facade made it one of the most impressive of the ‘grand hotels’ on the Atlantic island of Gran Canaria. Majestically, it hugged the line of the small ‘wadi’: a set of wide waterways designed to absorb the floodwaters from the nearby mountains. “There … Read More Teach your Children

A return to Manchester

For over two decades, the centre of Manchester was only a short journey from our offices in the rapidly changing landscape of Salford Quays – then a barren set of post-industrial docks whose only offering to the 1990’s was a floating wine bar, soon to be burned to a hulk of floating black wood because it’s owner wouldn’t pay protection money to the neighbouring … Read More A return to Manchester

Platform Three

Er… Perhaps I shouldn’t be on this platform! Last Friday. 15.57. Lancaster station; waiting for a train back to Oxenholme, our wonderfully local Lake District station. Look at the electronic train information display. The London train (Euston) is a large express going south. The rest of the trains are going north. Each is stopping at Platform 3. My head hurts… there’s only one track … Read More Platform Three

Devon Drive (2) – Brixham in three photos

I’d never been to Brixham. Years ago, I stayed in Torquay for a night and noticed there was a ferry service between the two towns. At the time, I knew little about the nautical history of this ‘place at the end of Torbay’, and I had to be on the train back to London for an important meeting before lunchtime. But it went in … Read More Devon Drive (2) – Brixham in three photos

Devon Drive (1)

From the ages of two to fourteen, I lived in a small village called Ainsworth, halfway between Bolton and Bury, in old Lancashire. The streets in the new estate were named after places in Devon. The main trunk avenue, where our home was, was Devon Drive; others included Kingsbridge Avenue and Salcombe Avenue. I’d never been to Devon, and these sounded exotic. It was … Read More Devon Drive (1)