The Flying Scotsman

What could be more quintessentially British than a trip through the rolling hills of Yorkshire and Cumbria on the most famous British steam train ever built? That steam train departing an hour late, of course. With the Flying Scotsman being attached to thirteen coaches rather than the required nine, confusion ensued at York station from... Continue Reading →

Paris – Part Three

Unsurprisingly, we awoke a little later on the morning following our engagement celebrations. With changeable weather forecast again, we put off plans to visit Disneyland until the following day and instead headed to Sainte Chappelle, a royal chapel in the Île de la Cité, near to Notre Dame. Sometimes I walk into a religious building... Continue Reading →

Walking: Goathland

Sunday nights in the 90s involved surviving the horror of Songs of Praise and the Antiques Roadshow (the theme tunes to which still send shivers down my spine), taking the weekly bath, then settling down to Last of the Summer Wine and whatever BBC One or ITV drama was currently snaring the millions of viewers with only four channels to choose between. A mainstay... Continue Reading →

Square Peg

The table is an agreeably polished and smooth surfaced wood. I don’t know what type of wood, but it’s dark and has swirling grains along which my finger absently saunters. The people seated around it are all conversing confidently; jovially at first, then sternly and accusatory as time progresses. Their faces don’t appear happy, despite... Continue Reading →

Walking: Settle and the Three Waterfalls

The monitoring of weather forecasts has begun to take up a great deal of our time lately, with weather apps on phones and TV, plus of course the traditional Countryfile ‘week ahead’ forecast on a Sunday night where the presenters shun their formal attire for a pair of jeans and BBC approved pullover. On returning... Continue Reading →

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