Cliff Walk 27

Cliff Walk 27

I have this noted as Cliff Walk 27 but late summer ones were called Beach Walks in the notes, and not all were numbered, but this is the 27th where I have stopped to take pix on the camera. These walks feed my physical and mental well-being, feed my soul, and are a...
Luxury on Rails

Luxury on Rails

My piece on the Bluebell Line evoked not only a past era but also a slew of responses about luxury and trains, especially given the current furore around the competence or otherwise of those running Britain’s railways. Along the coast of Southern England where I now...
Towards Journeys End

Towards Journeys End

In my last piece on the recovery process I wrote  “My partner is cunning. Each day we set a destination and walked. Each day she made subtly sure that I walked further, gaining strength”  It is now just over a year (5 in 2020) since I came out of hospital, and the...
The Past is Another Country

The Past is Another Country

“The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there”                                                        From the novel by L.P.Hartley: ‘The Go-Between’ 1953 Once upon a time a country almost lost its sense of self. Almost, but in quiet rural corners...
Passion in Poznan

Passion in Poznan

As I get older I remember passionate nights from the past. No doubt others have forgotten them, but the memory of the pleasures enjoyed lingers on. I was reminded of one such night in Poland recently. I made many visits to Poland, by car and plane. On this occasion I...