A week of remembrance, memory lane and socially distanced reunions…
A week of remembrance, memory lane and socially distanced reunions…
It’s the day after what would have been my mother’s 92nd Birthday and we are spending 7 hours in the North Terminal of Gatwick Airport.
It’s not quite that day we had planned…
For the past couple of weeks, almost every night, our garden has been ravaged by Ibex (or Cabra Montés). In the mountainous area in which we live, we have become used to seeing Ibex often, and have always been rather thrilled to see them in their natural habitat…
It’s very difficult not to talk about Covid-19 when, in reality, it is still all around us. However, we determined that our blog this year should not solely be about the negative impact of a virus on our everyday lives…
We have been locked away for over 3 months and suddenly our doors have been opened a crack and we are allowed to venture out into a dazzling, bright, sun-filled world once again…
Finally, the sun is shining, the winds have died down and the clouds have disappeared. As Spain’s lockdown restrictions are relaxed, there is a sense of renewed optimism…
As many of you will know, for the past 12 weeks, we have been busy with our #MyTravelPledge campaign. Little did we know at the time that the campaign would extend worldwide, that we would generate 5,500 nominations from healthcare workers around the world and be featured on BBC’s ‘The Travel Show’…
Andrew and I both feel fragile, and in a constant state of having to suppress the urge to scream…
It will be hard to believe, but the surreal seam of vileness continued and on Monday my brother, Kim, died.
They say bad things come in threes, so hopefully we have had a fair share for the time being.
