Early May we were allowed to travel further than the restricted one kilometre from our house in Burgundy, France. Although the authorities still imposed restrictions to travel, we took an old fashioned  map and drew a circle of 100 kilometres, the distance allowed, to find out where we could go exploring. Burgundy is famous for… Read more »

The sound of a turning key signaled Max finally being home and she closed her book. ‘Hi lovable,’ Jet called. ‘Yo, only here for a sec.’ She heard him dump his case on the floor. ‘Did you call the priest?’ Fuck. Here we go again she thought. ‘No.’ Jet remained still. She didn’t want another… Read more »

We, northern Europeans envy the French. Their country has it all: it ranges from endless vineyards, rolling hills, impressive mountains to charming villages, nostalgic Mediterranean resorts, Provençal colours and of course elegant Paris. But we discovered there was even more, Magic Morvan. We escaped our own flat and rainy country for a brief break and… Read more »

  A Dingle Story  (Travel good for the soul) I had always wanted to go to Ireland; that green piece of land tucked away behind its large neighbour with the stiff upper lip, had always had a pull to me. However, I kept postponing it and the words “one day” lingered on in my mind…. Read more »

Emerging out of the London Underground at Archway station, Northern Line I was welcomed by a thick, grey fog swirling lazily among the living. It certainly was appropriate weather for visiting a cemetery. On the corner with Swains Lane I bumped into an old lady with long grey hair who started yelling at me to… Read more »

Provence triggers images of lavender, sun flowers and olive trees. Many have read the enjoyable novels written by Peter Mayle, visited anything Van Gogh in Arles and mused over the paintings of Cézanne. Everybody knows all areas of the Provence, or so they believe. There is a part of Provence less famous and therefore much… Read more »

‘Sorry?’ ‘The number 42,’she said. ‘What about it?’ He sighed sinking deeper in his chair noticing he was almost out of beer. ‘I read it on a blog from a writer. It made me think.’ ‘Who’s the writer?’ ‘Christopher Fielden.’ ‘Never heard of.’ ‘Not so uncommon, nobody ever heard of me, yet.’ ‘So whats with… Read more »

Of all my short trips and long wanderings, Australia has remained my favourite. It has opened my eyes to the essence of travel, the kindness of people but most especially to the wonders of nature. Not being the one to spend days on the beach, I spent my time visiting places, hiking in Ranges, going… Read more »