A Lot of France
Been waiting a while before posting this, mainly because I wanted to nick the list of place names from this rather brilliant travel write-up. Seems like another world away now, but just over a week ago I was in the charming Lot valley region of France, or as I like to call it, ‘Vineyard Country’.
Another treat of a weekend away, this time in Brighton. I don’t know that much about Brighton, nor do I have any particular ties to the place. But with plenty more visits to Hove (actually) on the horizon, I can envisage myself becoming quite attached.
Ah, Wales. My home from home. Land of My Fathers – Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau – although obviously not quite my fathers (perhaps ‘land from another mother’ would be more appropriate). Having spent nearly four years of my life there (both during uni and after I graduated), it’s always a treat to go back for […]
I’m off to old student country, Wales, this weekend. Haven’t been back in a while and very much looking forward to it.
Bucket List for 2011
OK, so despite my bucket list pertaining to just this year, rather than encompassing the indeterminable time frame ‘before I die’, I felt I needed to get this particular list down to remind me of my goals and to have something to look back on this time next year.
One weird year: 2010 in review
Years come in waves, undulating their way atop the days and the months, until before you know it you have to get used to a brand new arbitrary number at the end of things. 2011 – doesn’t that sound strange? 1st January 2011 – even stranger, especially when reflecting back on 2010.
The Dam: Part II
Due to a series of happy occurrences, last week I found myself boarding a plane to Amsterdam. Again. This much-loved city is a real favourite of mine; perhaps on a par with Berlin and London (obviously) in terms of its ‘vibe’. Not a fan of the word ‘vibe’, but there we go. The thing is, […]
Off the radar
I seem to be at least a fortnight behind with my recent blogging. All I can say is that unprecedented distractions (in a variety of guises – work, play and otherwise) have resulted in minimal writing time.
Eat, Pray, Love this book
Last year, I read Elizabeth M. Gilbert’s quest story Eat, Pray, Love. Taglined as ‘One woman’s search for everything’, and based on Gilbert’s own experiences, the book is the kind of popularised self-help/spiritual crossover that appeals to the specific female market that made Chicken Soup for the Soul a global phenomenon over a decade earlier.
My Tribute to Tunisia
The really lame thing about going on holiday towards the beginning of an autumn month is that you have no money left to deal life’s inordinate costs when you get back (endless Oyster top-ups, seasonal boots and coats, a fiver for a tiny carton of Canary Wharf soup etc). The really good thing is that […]