n the final six months of my working life, I lived in London but commuted to Germany for four-day weeks and for only three weeks a month. That may have been the beginning of understanding the evolving art of travel. (Thanks to my late friend and boss Juergen for going along with the compromise on …
Sailing up the Thames before dawn and under Tower Bridge to dock by HMS Belfast right opposite the Tower of London is an experience for even the most jaded travellers to beat
Indeed lucky to be heading off to the Royal Edinburgh Tattoo tonight, with reserved seats in the Royal Enclosure. We take a novel route to the Castle under the leadership of a humorous Scot, John. Leaving the Silver Wind, with the hills of Fyfe looming hazily across the Forth, we drive past the building that …
WE TAKE THE SLOW ROAD . . . TO THE BONNIE BONNIE BANKS. We weren’t going to let the grey and dreichy day spoil our excursion from the ship to the west of Scotland. Lunch in front of a log fire in an old Scottish coaching inn near the banks of Loch Lomond is medicine …
Ken suggests a pint in a traditional local pub, ‘The Trades House’, which we admire for its turned wood, stained glass, and colourful Victorian decor, only to find that it is a clever make-over of an old Bank! Walking for a mile in the heat (yes, in the heat for the first time since leaving …