There is a general election rapidly approaching, a mere two years after the last—the idea of them being fixed at every five years having been quickly made a mockery of when it suited the incumbent government—and the media is full of calls to make sure I’m registered I am, to Continue reading …
Of things to do on a afternoon going to a place well known for excrement may not be high on the list. When that place is part of the mass Victorian infrastructure of London things are different though. So Heather, Gemma, and I went out to find Crossness Pumping Station.
Having enjoyed them greatly and been a bit disappointed (and missing anything in 2016 completely) we returned to see the tall ships grace the Thames again this Easter. They were back on form, with a relaxed festive atmosphere around the river bank of Greenwich. Walking down through the rather chaotic Continue reading …
Bank holidays bring castles, at least in my world. This time the castle was part of a short break to the port of Dover. We wandered town, stayed overnight and had a look at a wonderful castle. Continue reading
Forgotten I’d taken a screenshot of this. Not so sure the BBC’s first headline is right, given the second!
It doesn’t matter who I’m travelling with, or not. Nor who is here or not. When I look out the train window and see lobba hill over the Team Valley on one side and Bensham on the other, I will always smile.
Twenty-three years since the KLF Well, technically The K Foundation, but you know burned a million quid. Just mentioning because, you know, 2017 needs this sort of thing.
A saw Heather and I yawning as we rose early to get to Kings Cross Station, all to catch a train north to Newcastle.