I like Trucking: How to cross the Adriatic if not in style…at least cross it.
I do like trucking – I mean I ought to; after all it is what I write about on a professional basis in my real life between looking after my […]
I do like trucking – I mean I ought to; after all it is what I write about on a professional basis in my real life between looking after my […]
Weerrowhiskinkrow! And a few more hisses to ensure the intruder has bogged right off. It’s how I am awoken in my four star hotel in Petrovac, Montenegro. It’s already heavy […]
Set a daunting task of planning the summer holiday – something I usually leave to Liza, one because her ability and speed to source information from the Internet is way […]
After we had had a lovely breakfast and learned a lot about Operation Dynamo, we went down to the beach. Mum told us not to go into the sea but […]
So landing in France it’s just a case of working one’s way to where you want to go – unless of course you have a SatNav. Then it’s a case […]
When I said 6 o’clock I thought that was a civilised hour. I should have known better. My 6 o’clock and Charlie’s 6 o’clock are very, very different. Mine was […]