The beloved place
It’s that time of year again. Time for our family pilgrimage to a part of England that holds a beloved…
Travel
Adventures overseas
Hitch-hiking to Istanbul
July 1982. Our plan was to hitch hike to Istanbul over the course of a month. We were fresh out…
The pursuit of happiness
Whoever said that the best things in life are free had clearly never sipped a Dry Martini in the American…
Hotel Gestapo
Parisians avoid this hotel. I cannot remember who told me this but it rang true. History hangs over the building…
Modern day travel
I have a friend who writes for the newspapers. He is a journalist and gets commissions to go to places….
The night swim
The boat was moored about 150 metres off the shore and the skipper had gone to bed. She took me…
Turning left
I miss the air travel. I miss business travel. There was a time when I would look up in the…
The song of Suffolkski
“It’s been a difficult year to be a Russian here in the UK, yes?” I opened. “Not really. Always like…
The banquet of the damned
Cambodia. A fleet of tuk-tuks have just ferried five hundred people into the jungle from the swankiest hotels in Siem…
Sons of Sparta
“Where are you from?” enquires the mayor of Olympia. My son tells him we are from Brighton. We expect a…