Beret hunting, French oil paintings and live string quartets. A city of old and new romantics, complex metro systems and 9 AM chocolate éclairs.Foreign tongues fervently kissing and unexpected political protests; both executed in equal passions. Blink and you’ll miss an empty Arc de Triomphe. Stare too long and the Eiffel Tower will never let you…
Burnt salmon and shrunken laundry. Sweet freedom and shameless sleep-ins. This is moving out; both the good, the bad, and the overlapping in-between.
Vanilla bean ice cream melts on the fingertips and fresh sea water breathes into the pores. 16km is walked on a stone beach and a box of battered fish becomes victim to the seagulls. Children’s squeals echo off the piers wooden boards, whilst flashing, overpriced arcade games encourage more noise. Stroll along the Hove’s colourful huts…
It’s a place sought out by many with a reputation that proceeds. A land of canals, potent grass and red lights, with museums a many and askew gingerbread houses. Travelling to Netherland’s capital and most populated city, I took a quick hiatus from London to have a weekend affair with Amsterdam. DAY EENE Noses for…
This is not a pity story, a lithe airy post, or a means of offence to the subjects discussed. This is just a truth that is my own, with experiences and emotions that I’ve come to feel and know. Our whole lives, especially at young, we are fed tales of heroism, love and justice. You’re…
True to the title, and conquered in hours no more or no less, I visited the great Scotts for a rendezvous with history. Take my lens and checklist as reference points as I fast-track you through the gothic, compact and hilly capital of Edinburgh. Climbed Calton Hill Stood opposite Arthur King’s Seat – a 200 million…
A fleeting weekend of being drunk on the Irish accent, hunting for leprechauns, celebrity spotting the Pope, dancing in Temple Bar and perusing Trinity College. Add whiskey tasting at the Jameson Distillery, ogling at bog bodies and walking miles on bridges, parks and castle roads to the itinerary, and you've got yourself a roll of…
Lavender. The smell of my grandmother's sheets, motel toilet fresheners, garnishes in gin and those odd handmade lavender bags that Aunt Kathy has somewhere in her bedroom draw. Travelling to its natural habitat in Mayfield, we ventured out to see the organic lavender growers on the Surrey Downs. A humble £2 entry fee will get you endless…
The question on everyones lips and fingertips is “how are you doing?”. It sounds like a simple enough question. One that doesn’t take much thought or provoke calamity in the brain. But I’ve never been a fibber, and I can’t just sum it up with “good thanks, and yourself?”. […]
Suckling on maple syrup, watching reflections dance on the canal waterfront and anxiously dodging the swarm of Danish cyclists - pinch me if this is real, but am I in Copenhagen? Act One I like planes. I love airports. However, I’m not a huge fan of delayed planes at an over-crowded airport. That’s the icky pickle…
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