Category: Travel
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The art of holidaying
We have different holiday styles, my husband and myself. His involves a lot of sleeping and reading and resting and relaxing, while mine seems to moving, doing, visiting, seeing, achieving. I think he may have the right idea, but I don’t seem to have the skill set required for restful recuperation. I am trying though, […]
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Game Hunters
There is something faintly absurd about rattling around the largely unspoiled African bush in a rickety, open land rover in search of wild life, when it would be much more convenient and reliable to see the animals at the zoo. A game drive is an exercise in patience. For 90% of the time all there […]
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Skiing in Australia
Skiing is not something I naturally associate with Australia. Despite being here for 15 years, the beach-stereotype is still firmly entrenched. But in the winter months, Kosciuszko National Park plays host to a vibrant ski season, and thousands of Aussies trek down here to spend time cavorting in the snow. We went for a weekend. […]
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The magical allure of New York
“New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made true…” We’ve just been to New York. The city of dreams, home to hopes of fame and glory. The subject of famous crooners and the backdrop to countless movies, TV shows and adverts. A city so familiar from reruns of Sex in the City and Law […]
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A mini-break in Orlando
As part of our recent trip to New York, we also spent a week down in Orlando indulging our kids (and our inner kids) with the joys of theme-parking. It was a really spectacular holiday, too short perhaps, but fun, and here is what we go up to: 1) The Magic Kingdom at Disney World Magical […]
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London in the Sunshine
In the fifteen years I have been boomeranging back to London to see family and friends, never has that fleeting glimpse of summer the Brits get coincided so marvellously with my trip… until now. And London in the sunshine is just glorious. The kids and I had a ball with family. For the first time, […]
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Falling in love with Perth
I’ve always been a little disparaging about Perth. Friends and family have moved here despite my rather derisive comments about how small and parochial it is. But during the last few days I have secretly fallen in love with Perth. I think it is the colour of the sea that has stolen my heart. But […]
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Wellington… with kids
It’s a little late, this travel piece on Wellington. I came home from New Zealand to an avalanche of real work (and when you are talking snow, work piling up in your own business is about the only place you want an avalanche) and am only now just raising my head above the parapet. But […]
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Sort of skiing in Middle Earth
I have a friend who describes skiing as akin to being chased around an ice-box by a particularly ruthless burglar who steals all your money and bashes you black and blue. Two days in and wallet appreciably lighter, it is hard to find fault with this description. Certainly, as I wince my way down the […]
Reflections from Middle Age 