This and that whilst sipping a fine malt.
In the midst of starting our own business little pockets of “me time” are slowly beginning to spring up. So far, the business bit is great fun and going well but if you’ve ever taken the leap then you’ll know how it goes. You plan a day off and then … oh well, onwards and… Continue reading The wonders of Angkor Wat
My last minute change of plan gave me two full days in Burgos, one of the main stopovers planned for this trip, so I was looking forward to my time and having a poke around. I'd found an Airbnb place just behind the cathedral so was smack where the action is. Not only is Burgos… Continue reading Days 11/12 Burgos rest days…
So many memories from last year’s bike ride still flit into my head time to time. They flash like popping candy. From the sometimes mundane scene of endless deserted tarmac - there was some - to getting lost and found again - to the absolutely delightful surprises of the trip. One city buried itself into… Continue reading The popping candy of memories – Salamanca.
It's been a helluva ride in more ways than one this year. No sooner had I wheeled my bike off the ferry than I was unceremoniously bumped back into full time employment as a spreadsheet jockey. The contract will last, perhaps, until November, but on the grounds that you can't really turn down a short… Continue reading Caceres – early morning
It has been raining heavily, intermittently, for a few weeks now. When it does, the “Infant Thames”, as the trickling is known around here as it begins it’s journey east to the Big City and worldwide fame, becomes a stroppy bloated teenager for a while. Three of the four roads out of our village will… Continue reading Dawn rises over the flood
Way back in 2008 you will recall the world almost came to a standstill. The banks had been rolling around in the trough, gorged themselves, and the rest is well recorded. Mrs.Monkey was a casualty of the banking crisis and finding herself jobless decided that now was the time, in her late 30’s, to take… Continue reading Rajasthan Tales; by way of introduction
Invited to follow Ailsa's travel theme photoblog at "Where's my backpack?" I thought I'd offer up my humble pic. Taken on a trip to photograph the Malvern Hills in England for a photo-music project coming soon. Oak tree leaves... a quintessential symbol of England.
I was wandering the streets early one Havana morning when I saw this old man shuffling forward with his bag. I watched him until he found a doorstep to settle. He was selling newspapers. No-one paid him any attention - not even to buy a paper. He was clearly alone. I took his picture and… Continue reading Weekly Photo Challenge:Solitary
One of the better aspects of living in Europe is that some of the worlds most charismatic cities are within easy distance. If you live on mainland Europe they are only a drive away. Berlin. Amsterdam. Florence. Rome. Milan. Barcelona. If you live in the UK there’s a stretch of water to navigate but we… Continue reading Istanbul and the building that took my breath away.
Most of us have been through airport security at least once since 9/11, and if you haven’t you’ve probably heard tales of tight restrictions and attention to detail. When it’s me in line, jacket is off, pockets emptied, belt and shoes in tray, ready to roll – no problem. So I do get a bit… Continue reading The Alcazaba in Almeria ……and the HOGs
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