The day started earlier than intended, that dreaded hotel sleep interruption: The fire alarm. A loud siren. Silence. A loud siren again. Another pause, before it kicked in a third time. This time when it went silent it stayed off. I checked the time, just past 7am, too early to get dressed and start the […]
Category: Domestic Break
In Liverpool!
My decision not to buy breakfast turned out wise. I was possibly up in time, but it would’ve been rushed. Instead I did my usual trawl of current affairs, then headed out just before 10am. Liverpool was still clearing up from the night before, the city centre no different to any others in the UK, […]
To Liverpool!
Travelling isn’t fun. Exploring is, meandering at your own pace, stopping arbitrarily as takes your fancy, discovering new sights and experiences. I was travelling though, a bus, a train, no meandering possible, straight there. On the plus side it was quick, even with the train getting me to Liverpool 15 minutes late. Five minutes after […]
To the zoo
The morning started well, then badly, then well and ended badly. I slept. It was good, until I realised I’d slept right through breakfast. I got up with less than a quarter of an hour before check-out time. Even with a shower I made it with a couple of minutes to spare. Then the six […]
To the mere
So many mere’s here; the highlight though was the marsh. A raised platform to walk on, just a couple of feet wide, no fencing. Step off and the solid ground sloshes away, the water not even calf deep but fetid, covered in greenery, teeming with life. Your wet foot wouldn’t be the problem. Escaping the […]
To the port
A break from work, a desire to visit somewhere specific – find out where tomorrow – and a check of the map revealed multiple temptations, all nearby. One of which was wet on a dry day. A tenner to get in, not sure it was worth the cost. I walked three kilometres there, only one […]
Dartmoor or less
Dartmoor didn’t start well. The rain, six hours ahead of forecast, thwarted the planned walk down a river gorge. The landscape was rolling hills but they weren’t moorland; farm fields, the odd sheep. Not that you could see them. Steep banks, tall hedges, driving down a funnel. The A road I followed South into the […]
Big man; big disappointment
Nothing starts your day quite like a family sized pot of coffee with your cooked breakfast. When I checked in I’d been asked what time I’d like breakfast, with the options being 8am or 9am. Going to bed well after midnight I’d been regretting signing up for an 8am start but the evening nap had […]
It Hurst to walk on shingles
Spandau Citadel, Mdina, batteries and forts at Valletta and Santa Maria’s Battery on Comino. July was a good month for cannon and fortifications. I hadn’t done anything in the UK though so today I fixed that. A three hour drive got me there at lunchtime, and I set out across the shingle under a blistering […]