A question of why

In the last week I’ve been called a lot of ‘names’, weird/weirdo (numerous times) because I’ve moved from ‘sunny’ Australia to ‘horrible’ England, brave, amazing, crazy, inspiring, and weird again. Maybe any or all of those descriptions are true or accurate to some degree, I don’t know. I don’t think I’m brave, definitely not crazy,…

Of Fleetwood Mac

  This iconic Fleetwood Mac song is probably the first song I ever recall hearing. According to family legend it’s also the one that played when I was born, or so I’m told. Over the years it’s had a strange influence on my life, and alarmingly the lyrics have haunted me on several occasions. But…

and here we go!

So as some you may have seen or vaguely remember a post around the start of April saying that it’d finally happened, I was leaving ‘sunny’ Australia for ‘wet and miserable’ England, and then nothing. Well, life certainly enjoys throwing some curve-balls and it really is a matter of whether you swing and hope you…

Days Six and Seven

Oh, we do like to be beside the seaside… It’s a famous, or infamous, line from a well known and cherished song, my parents know it, my grandparents used to sing it to me when I was a child (and other songs/rhymes I’ve long since forgotten all the words too), and it’s still true today….

Days Four and Five

After our day of respite we were reenergised and ready to head out once more into the 'wilds' of the north of England, also known as Cumbria and North Yorkshire. From Orton we headed southwest to Sedberg and then east along the Wensley Dale – infamous for hardy sheep, cheese, and Wallace & Gromit –…

Days Two and Three

Day two was the beginning of us really taking it easy, once again we arose late, we ate some brunch and talked about where we'd go and what we might do. Given that we were so reticent to leave it's a wonder we saw anything at all, but eventually we did head off and our…

Day One of Our Northern Adventures

Rising early was not happening, well, it was on the cards, to be up early and walk about the village, take in the sights of village life before returning for breakfast and heading off for a day filled with adventure and exploration. What actually happened though was more along these lines: slept in til mid-morning,…

From London with Love

There's only one thing worse than being in an hotel at a major airport, it's being in that same said hotel that's right at the airport and because it's so close it has neither opening windows (cause really, who wants to sniff airline fuel) nor air-conditioning that works properly. So what you're left with is…

Ely to Kettering to Cambridge to London

It’s been an hectic few days, and I do apologise for not posting sooner, between a lack of wifi or an over abundance of driving has left us fairly well exhausted, and with not a lot to show for it as such. Since leaving Ely we’ve enjoyed some wonderful times with family, catching up on…

Kings Lynn to Ely

Exhaustion is definitely starting to take hold, not because the days are so terribly long or arduous, but because there’s been so many of them. Three and a half weeks of nearly constantly moving (other than the couple of days in Oban and Hutton where we still travelled but stayed in the same digs overnight)…

Hutton to Hull to Kings Lynn

Wow, what can be said? It's been a whirlwind couple of days, and as I'm now drinking a glass of Mulled Wine after a three hours of constant driving I'm not entirely sure I can a lot at all. Hutton, as you can expect, is a beautiful spot, the village is 'the' quintessential Yorkshire village…

Hutton le Hole Again

No matter how well you can plan out a day’s itinerary, some days leave you with your jaw hanging. Not because they’ve gone so terribly awry, but because they haven’t, despite the weather’s best intentions and how strong the will to just not bother becomes. Today was one of those days. We woke with the…