Life's about experiences. These are mine.
For my Dad’s birthday I had booked for us both to go over and visit the Brooklands Museum. In my mind I associated it with cars and the banked track that played host to so many early motorsport races. In my Dad’s mind he associated it with planes and when he worked on the site for Vickers in 1964.… Read the rest
We had a few hours before the taxi was due to collect us from the hotel and as the weather was still good decided to go for a stroll. We went straight to the sister hotel of the one we are staying in as it has a rooftop terrace with view across the city to the Acropolis.… Read the rest
After our aborted attempt yesterday today we made it to the Ancient Agora. Strangely there isn’t actually as much there as at first appears. Looking down on the Agora from the Acropolis it seems to cover a vast area and offers glimpses of hidden sights.… Read the rest
When we got up this morning it was to bad news. We had read and had been warned that Athens could be bad for pickpockets. Unfortunately one of our party had fallen prey to this and had lost their wallet. This must have happened in the short distance from the restaurant to the hotel last night.… Read the rest
Our first full day in Athens and we chose to do something that I have never done here before – go to the top of Lycabettis Hill. This is a small blob that, like the hill that the Parthenon sits atop, is visible across the city.… Read the rest
This is my second time in Athens. Last time was as one of the stopping off points on a cruise in 2013. It was supposed to be with Helen but as she was ill I went alone.
The time before that was when I was still at university in 1985.… Read the rest
One of the things that I love about going to a new country is trying out the food there. Not just the local dishes that would be new to me but also local twists on international favourites. So here is one day’s food from Szczecin.… Read the rest
So once more I am back to Szcecin in Poland on business. It’s an attractive place – it’s just a pity that it takes a Ryanair flight from Stansted to reach.
Stansted was heaving when I arrived late afternoon and there were long lines at security.… Read the rest
It seems that this has become a bit of a “thing”. This is the fifth year of getting out post Christmas to work off some of the chocolate consumed and make the most of our National Trust Membership. You can see the previous entries here, 2014/5, 2015/6, 2016/7 (either didn’t do it or forgot to write about it that year) and 2017/18.… Read the rest
The Reading Toy Run has been going since 1985, so slightly longer than we have lived in Reading but we have never been to see it, which is quite shocking. This year we made amends for that.
The toy run is a charitable exercise bringing together lots of bikers who ride through the outskirts of Reading each carrying a present for a child.… Read the rest