A quick word about this blog – until now all my posts have been in chronological order, and I’ve shared my story with you just as it happened. And although I have many more tales…
52. Welcome to my happy place
I have never seen the point of a diary-style blog that only tells half the story. Ergo, as we travelled around Europe in our massive RV, I detailed the numerous mistakes we made and pitfalls…
51. One step at a time
There are a few times in the course of a life that feel like a completely new beginning: setting off for University is one that springs to mind. There is that sense of endless possibility,…
50. Knights in Romanian armour
The first skill someone MUST have in order to live a travelling life is the ability to drive the vehicle you’ve chosen. Guess what I can’t do? Go on, guess. My licence allows me up…
49. Late for his own funeral
There is a saying we have in the UK for someone that is never on time: we say they would be late for their own funeral. This, of course, is an example of the utter…
48. The last days of love
As many of you know, my husband and true love, Steve, died a year ago, on the day we would have started driving home from Portugal. My journey since then is a tale I’ll share…
47. Portugal in pink and blue
The Algarve is an area of Portugal rightly famed for its coastline. The simplest of online searches will provide images of pristine sands swept by dazzlingly blue seas. And that’s all well and good if…
46. Life in the languid lane
It is a truth universally acknowledged that life-on-wheels is a constant round of adventure and excitement; strange places, new people, challenging food and awesome sights. And it probably is for people with mountains of money….
45. Party on
Happy New Year everyone. I hope you’ve had everything you could want from the festive season. Last year we were in Greece, where it’s not that big of a deal. Consequently, we were freed from…