W hen I was in my twenties, camping did not appeal in the slightest. “If I can’t plug my hairdryer…
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It was the night of the Vienna Mozart Orchestra Concert, a night I had been looking forward to ever since…
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Beginning in Vienna and travelling by train, in early July Jack and I toured three European capital cities. We spent…
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“Where are you from?” “Stockport.” Sharp intake of breath… “Unlucky. I suppose someone has to be.” “That’s a bit rich…
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I remember well the day I stopped being a vegetarian in Spain. It was on Avenida Marítima in Santa Cruz…
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T his week, we listened to a Wander Woman podcast called Camino de Santiago – Finding The Way – which…
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It is rapidly approaching the seventh anniversary of leaving Tenerife, the sub-tropical island which had been our home for 14…
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