Travels

Almost every summer of my childhood was spent in Rotterdam. My mum scrimped and saved all …

I had been to Port Isaac before. I know this because my partner told me yesterday. …

There was a young lady from Bude who went out for a swim in the sea, …

A couple of days ago, I heard a weather presenter cheerily announcing that by Thursday, “it …

We’ve been through some slogans when it comes to our railways, haven’t we? “We’re Getting There!” …

My late father had a thing about moaning. More of an aversion to it, actually. In …

Once upon a time, I had a fear of flying. A completely illogical, irrational fear, it …

With the premature arrival of winter – it’s still autumn, the meteorological version, until a week …

Our local excuse for a newspaper, the Bristol Post, particularly its online edition Bristol Live, deals …

I’ve been thinking about holidays lately. Who doesn’t enjoy a holiday? In my case, when I …