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These posts are for anyone interested in the stuff that happens, and thoughts that occur to us as we roam the by-ways of England, Scotland and Europe. Like my family, for example, (at least, I think they’re interested). 

A Cook’s Tour of (a Few Bits of) Europe

A Cook’s Tour of (a Few Bits of) Europe

Blow me if it’s not 2023 already. Last time I looked, we were at the tail end of the most glorious summer on record in 2022. We’d enjoyed long hot days and warm sunlit evenings through July and August, and we were looking forward to jetting off to the South of France.

Our Big Fat Greek Holiday Disaster

Our Big Fat Greek Holiday Disaster

Picture This: The warm blue waters of the Ionian Sea, a 5-star hotel on a private sandy beach in Corfu, perfect weather, great food, free drinks, and an upgraded room with sunset views over the ocean. What could possibly go wrong? Quite a lot, as it turns out.

Join The Queue

Join The Queue

By now, the news of the Queen’s death will have reached every last corner of the world. There may be a village of pygmies in the Congo Basin who don’t know – and there are likely to be many republicans who don’t care. But overall, it’s a moment in history we will all remember.

(A Little Bit Less Than) A Year in Provence

(A Little Bit Less Than) A Year in Provence

It all started with a message from my friend Dinah in Australia. “Can you join me in Italy at the end of September?” she wrote. “Sadly not”, I had to reply, “But where will you be at the beginning of the month?” In Provence, it turned out. So Provence it was.

It Takes All Sorts

It Takes All Sorts

It’s probably fair to say we’ve met a few interesting locals in Dennington, our Suffolk village. I don’t think there’s one that stands out, worthy of an entire blog post. But there’s certainly been a few that merit an honorable mention.

Scotland The Brave

Scotland The Brave

Our third official road trip took place at the beginning of June, which was weeks ago, I know. But I’ve had a good excuse – I’ve been in mourning. However, today I pulled on my big-girl pants, put the tissues away and I’m back. Onward ho!

Bonjour Paris!

Bonjour Paris!

As road trips go, this one came and went faster than a speeding train but, oh garçon, did we pack it in! For two straight days (et nuits) we ate, drank, walked, window shopped, walked, ate some more, drank and marché encore.

The Pub Crawl

The Pub Crawl

As you may recall, Russell and I made a New Year’s resolution to pack a bag and travel beyond the county borders of Suffolk at least once a month. We failed, spectacularly, straight out of the starting gates.