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Continue reading →: It’s been a while, Warsaw
Al. Jana Pawla II It's not that my enthusiasm for travel blogging is not as great as it was for the political kind, it's just that I don't travel as much as I think about politics! My latest trip was last weekend, to Poland. I dislike flying these days; mostly…
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Continue reading →: Speranza in another world
It's been a while. My excursions have been short and not particularly blogworthy. Those of you who know I have a soft spot for the virtual reality world known as Second Life may be interested to see that Speranza has arrived there. Here she is with my avatar, parked outside…
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Continue reading →: Home again
Done, dusted Damp start in Epernay this morning I had two martinis and a bottle – not of Gevrey Chambertin – but a very fine Cote Rotie last night to wash down a superb meal. A couple of miserable old Welsh people at the next table gave the staff…
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Continue reading →: In Champagne
In the old days, my late wife and I used to fly home from Poland or Russia, pick up her mum and drive to the South of France for a holiday. Our daughters were not keen on road trips with music selected by 'the elderly' so would fly down and…
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Continue reading →: There was nothing sinister about my radio silence
The trip is going rather well so far. I have not posted only because the wifi in our "villa" (a small word for a rather splendid 13th Century fortified house) was as medieval as the building. I don't want to quibble though. The house was wonderful and my friends and I…
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Continue reading →: The romance of the Alps
I am booked onto an indoctrination course in lieu of penalty points at present, so I drove very carefully to the Eurotunnel Terminal at Folkestone. I am, as they say in football, "on a six pointer." If I pick up another ticket before attending my course I will get back…
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Continue reading →: Tuscany and back
In the early hours of tomorrow morning I set off to drive to Tuscany. My planned route is below. As so often, I am in too much of a hurry and will be whizzing by interesting places rather than exploring them. I need to break the habits of a lifetime…
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Continue reading →: Home again
Speranza did not misbehave once after crossing the English border. I am not prepared to anthropomorphise enough to attribute this to her displeasure at being in Scotland, though she cannot have enjoyed some of the rougher tracks we took. It's rather that she has been on entirely dry roads from…
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Continue reading →: The road south
I spent my last night in Scotland near Dumfries in a pleasant country hotel much enlivened by a Scottish wedding. I have never seen so many blue-white male legs in an evening. Everyone seemed to be having a wonderful time and it's hard not to be happy at a wedding,…
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Continue reading →: Almost Skye
Mossy Young Pretender Glenfinnan Viaduct Towering treason I kept my resolution not to visit Skye this time, but only just. I took Speranza for a last run in the Highlands along the Road to the Isles to the ferry port at Mallaig. It began pleasantly enough but after thirty miles the…








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