So. After my perfect Paris chocolate day (which still makes me smile whenever I think of it – it really was an absolute gift), I realised that Wednesday could not POSSIBLY live up to the same level of Parisian wonderfulness,…
The trouble with coming back from Europe into a storm of politics and then work madness and other fun and games is that one doesn’t actually ever get around to transcribing one’s travel diaries (partly because very idea of sorting…
I am, in fact, still writing my travel diaries, but adding pictures on this laptop is an absolute pain in the neck, and they still come out sideways half the time, so I probably won’t post any more of those…
OK, I should probably take a pause from revelling in Paris to write about Bath and the rest of my time in England. But before I do so, I do need to update you on the important question of vegetable…
I was going to be good and write about Bath today, and I still might, but first, I must tell you about the absolutely excellent day I spent in Paris. Which is still quite underwater, incidentally. There are those who…
Up until now, I’ve been virtuously writing up events in the order they happen, but I really do have to start with Paris today and go backwards. You see, I’m sitting right now at a beautiful, old-fashioned, fold-out desk like…
OK, I have reached London, and am staying with my lovely friend N, which is a good thing for many reasons, not least of these being that I have a nasty cold *and* cramps, and the weather is uninspiring, so…
I’m having a domestic sort of day today, and the friend I’m staying with is busy writing her sermons for tomorrow so I thought I’d pop in with a quick update on my trip so far, my English Food Experiences,…
In which our heroines play dress-ups, listen to music, dance, and generally have an absolutely wonderful time. And then, they go home.
In which our heroines take a trip up the Rhine to visit the Lorelei, and my friend is probably the only German on the boat…
