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Watched the three tugboats pass the balcony and in their wake the sun rise. Some scenes make me think of these Laurie Anderson lyrics best r...

I'm sure blogging will become erratic for the next couple of weeks whilst we meander around Boston and environs. As a vacation flight, w...

Yesterday I started piling things into a heap ready for this weekend's departure. Its different from a biztrip, where I have a complete,...

I drove to the country house to meet for breakfast and my Canadian friend who lives in Spain had already bagged the best corner table lookin...

Wednesday evening and I'm in that transitional phase between work and starting a vacation. By blasting away at work tasks I'm within...

I've read two or three books about pattern recognition in its broadest sense. PopCo by Scartlett Thomas and the one by William Gibson sp...

Its supposed to be the start of the school holiday season, so that the roads clear for a few weeks creating easier journeys to work. Someho...

We've somehow managed to fit in the stately home picnic, the castle, the dressing up as animals, some music and seaside moments this wee...

Sunday we moved to a castle about 150 miles from the stately home of Saturday. This time we were supposed to dress up as animals. Something ...

Saturday evening was time for a picnic at a very big house in the country. We'd arrived and parked, then sauntered in to mingle, sip fi...

No time for city bars this weekend; we're heading out to country and seaside or a reasonably bizarre trip which lasts through until Mond...

My iTunes said "importing Happiness" this morning, which I thought was a good way to start the day. It made me smile. Friday'...