It’s been a long time and a different life since I last visited Norwich but Heather and I returned there (it had been even longer for her), mainly thanks to a game of “where are the trains actually running to” over Easter. Turns out there are way more churches than Continue reading …
Having seen half of them in Chester, there was a chance to see the full Cooper family at the start of August, as Doug, Esther, and Evie were over from Switzerland and the others down from the north-west. We had to squeeze a meet in, shortly after getting back from Continue reading …
Apparently the head of some out dated feudal system was having some sort of celebration, which for some reason the country was expected to join in with. Not having any of that I was however grateful for the double “jubilee” bank holiday, and took advantage with Heather to go on Continue reading …
Sometimes one ends up taking a break somewhere almost at random, or at least because it’s somewhere the trains seem to be running to across Easter weekend. Hence Heather and I found ourselves heading to Nottingham on what turned out to be a gloriously sunny long weekend. Continue reading
A quick return to Rochester, for we were pulled by the gravity of the Moon Continue reading
There’s a tradition that Heather and I visit Rochester each year. Normally we try and go around March time, or in the summer, but this year Heather’s foot trouble and operation had delayed us getting there, to the point we were getting worried we wouldn’t make it. We finally did Continue reading …
Only a couple of weeks or so after our Heather and I found ourselves heading that direction again. This time, however, we went further, to a different country even. For we returned to where we began—the Scottish capital of Edinburgh.
A journey north with friends to see an exhibition that seemed only half there. Much tourism of city and coast was had anyway Continue reading
Having gone to Dover last year we found we missed our trip to Hastings that much we just had to return this year. So it was that Heather & I found ourselves negotiating the trains to the south coast rain. Continue reading
An overnight break in the once coastal town of Rye, with pretty buildings, a lovely pub and a castle Continue reading