Category Archives: Travels in a campervan

Scarborough: The Italian Gardens

Scarborough was once called The Queen of Watering Places. In my great grandparents time it was a town of beautiful shops and a ‘church parade’ along the cliff top terraces after Sunday service for everyone to view the finery of

Scarborough: The Italian Gardens

Scarborough was once called The Queen of Watering Places. In my great grandparents time it was a town of beautiful shops and a ‘church parade’ along the cliff top terraces after Sunday service for everyone to view the finery of

Night Driving

We have developed a strange affection for our night time call at a particular motorway services…

Night Driving

We have developed a strange affection for our night time call at a particular motorway services…

To the Lighthouse: Wales in June

This week we decamped to Wales, as we always do when we want to recharge our batteries.

To the Lighthouse: Wales in June

This week we decamped to Wales, as we always do when we want to recharge our batteries.

Happy in Essex..

Tucked behind a row of ancient cottages in Saffron Walden, Essex, the Fry Art Gallery is a small but perfectly formed treat for lovers of mid-20th Century art. It tells the story of the Great Bardfield artists, a nearby village

Happy in Essex..

Tucked behind a row of ancient cottages in Saffron Walden, Essex, the Fry Art Gallery is a small but perfectly formed treat for lovers of mid-20th Century art. It tells the story of the Great Bardfield artists, a nearby village

Wild Wales: Shrines, Art and Tomatoes

Chapter five: In which we look at shrines, consider tomatoes, ponder the relationship between art and reality, think about marauders and close the forest gate. Llandudno still holds an air of a Victorian seaside resort. Whilst many coastal towns have

Wild Wales: Shrines, Art and Tomatoes

Chapter five: In which we look at shrines, consider tomatoes, ponder the relationship between art and reality, think about marauders and close the forest gate. Llandudno still holds an air of a Victorian seaside resort. Whilst many coastal towns have

Wild Wales: In the steps of the Romans (not exactly)

Chapter four: In which we discover a silent brooding lake, walk an ancient path, think about ghosts and get a sugar rush. From the village of Llanbedr the road winds through forests and hills for five miles gradually narrowing. This

Wild Wales: In the steps of the Romans (not exactly)

Chapter four: In which we discover a silent brooding lake, walk an ancient path, think about ghosts and get a sugar rush. From the village of Llanbedr the road winds through forests and hills for five miles gradually narrowing. This

Wild Wales: There’s more to life than books, but not much more…

Chapter three: In which we encounter market day, find a jolly nice bookshop and celebrate beautiful crafts. If you are ever in North Wales on a Wednesday then head for Machynlleth market. Stalls are lined up along the main streets

Wild Wales: There’s more to life than books, but not much more…

Chapter three: In which we encounter market day, find a jolly nice bookshop and celebrate beautiful crafts. If you are ever in North Wales on a Wednesday then head for Machynlleth market. Stalls are lined up along the main streets