Ten years ago today my sister and and I arrived in Edinburgh. My first week was spent whinging about the £1 = $2.60 exchange rate*, drooling over men in kilts on Princes Street (sadly not a regular occurrence; just rugby fans), grumbling about the snoring dude in the youth hostel, searching for work and accommodation, swooning at the Read More
I love road trips in Britain – it’s a small island, so you’re never too far from a loo, the sea or a cup of tea. But sometimes I still pine for Australia’s endless miles of nothing, so I was chuffed to get a small fix of big highways last week. I went to North Read More
“Mum mum mum! Australia won four gold medals today!” “Noooo,” said the Mothership, “Australia won one gold medal.” It was 1984 and Australia had won the 4,000 metres team pursuit at the Los Angeles Olympics. “But there were four men on the podium! And they each had a medal!” I yelled with as much indignation Read More
Long long ago* Dr G had to go to California for his work and I tagged along. While he was in a very dull meeting in a very dull town I nicked off to Los Angeles for a day. My colleagues were spewing when I told them my plans – we were deep in the Read More
The Pope was in Edinburgh today, just a week after I was skulking around his neck of the woods. Here's Dr G looking holy. He was totally out-posed by this lassie. How must it feel to have been in the job for five years but you STILL have to compete for calendar sales with your Read More
Edinburgh to Heathrow flight. SHAUNA: Do you think we'll have to go through security again? GARETH: No. S: Are you sure? G: Yes. We're not in Australia trying to get into Geelong or something. G'day! Got any FROOT to declare? SNAKES? SPOIDERS? Heathrow to Rome flight. SHAUNA: How about a Read More
I have friends that travel a lot for their work. Some are very bored and breezy about it – "another day, another airport". Then there are others who never lose their sense of wonder. They drink up new cities, even if it's just a glimpse from a grotty taxi en route to a boring meeting. Read More
Dr G and I are off to Rome for a week in September! Well not precisely to Rome. More like a crappy campsite in commutable distance to Rome. But it's free accommodation (long story) and I've never been to Italy before so I am the late Big Kev excited! I'm drowning in guidebooks and travel Read More
I was moseying around Picardy, France earlier this week for a work trip. This warning sign in front of a bouncy castle was my personal highlight.
England! Land of red telephone booths… Banburgh Fine fayre… And fierce creatures. Anguished of Alnwick Castle We had a great day pootling down the Northumberland Coast with the in-laws yesterday, one of those times when you remember OH YEAH I'm living in a foreign land and there is still so much to see. I always Read More
