Soundtrack of the Streets
Considering buskers as musicians who’ve passed an audition put them in a different light, and I cast my mind back to those who’d made a lasting impression on me…
Considering buskers as musicians who’ve passed an audition put them in a different light, and I cast my mind back to those who’d made a lasting impression on me…
To tell you the truth, I really don’t know… Like so many, the summer of sport gave me an urge to try out new activities. I had already suffered a rained-off rowing attempt, so a friend’s suggestion that we go wild swimming immediately appealed. We were in Wiltshire; it was grey, drizzling and definitely not
Although I’d spent a fortnight pinned to the television during the Olympics, I still hadn’t managed to watch much of the subsequent Paralympic Games come halfway through the event. This wasn’t out of choice – in fact I had every good intention to become just as hooked on this second sporting extravaganza of the summer
It’s not every day that you get to be a tourist in your own country. And so, on a recent trip to Carlisle (to attend the annual Lyme Disease Action conference), it made sense to make a detour to Hadrian’s Wall – that iconic must-see sight for many a UK visitor. Hard to identify at
On Sunday 13 May, Steph and I found ourselves doing a marathon. Not the annual London run, although we were in London, but an Olympic Games-themed Trekathon, which saw us zigzagging across the city on foot. The London Stadia Trekathon is the creation of our client Discover Adventure, a specialist organiser of trekking and cycling
Helena and I have started our training regime for the one-day, 26-mile London Stadia Trekathon, taking in the sites of the 2012 Olympics, that the two of us are undertaking on 13 May. We are treating it seriously – investing in incredibly comfortable (but not at all stylish) footwear and a pedometer, and setting off
Fine white-sand beaches. Clear warm water. Tropical fish. These were all things I had expected on a recent trip to Mauritius. The dodo, however, was not on the list. Thinking about it now, of course I knew the dodo was Mauritian but, before I arrived, I hadn’t put two and two together – and therefore
Travel on the Paris Metro and you will find a network inundated with names of people -some famous (Emile Zola, Victor Hugo, Franklin D. Roosevelt), some not (Etienne Marcel, Richard Lenoir, Louise Michel) – and a huge number of Saints: Michel, Sulpice, Placide, Ambroise… to quote but a few. This got me thinking about Travel