The last week of… something (28.2021)

This was the last week of Covid restrictions in England. Or most restrictions at least. From Monday 19th (referred to by the stupid as "Freedom Day") nightclubs and sports stadia and concert venues can open at full capacity; scanning a barcode for track-and-trace is no longer required; social distancing and one-way systems are no longer… Continue reading The last week of… something (28.2021)

Travel A to Z – E

Travel is off the cards for now, so it's a good time to sit back and reflect on places I've visited in the past, and places I want to visit in the future. While physical travel is limited, travel in the mind is still very much possible. Etosha National Park, Namibia: This was Husband-then-Boyfriend and… Continue reading Travel A to Z – E

Travel A to Z – D

We're locked down until at least some time in April. Can't go anywhere. Can't see anyone. The only place to travel is in your mind, down memory lane. This month I'm reflecting on travel stories from places I've been and thinking about that ever-growing list of places I want to go. Dublin, Ireland: It was… Continue reading Travel A to Z – D

Travel A to Z – C

While lockdown continues, while Covid-19 is still spreading, and in this time where we cannot go away anywhere, travel (if you're not an essential worker) means walking those same streets that surround your house; those same streets you've probably already walked many times already. I'm taking some time month to reflect on trips of the… Continue reading Travel A to Z – C

Travel A to Z – A

While lockdown continues, while Covid-19 is still spreading, and in this time where we cannot go away anywhere, travel (if you're not an essential worker) means walking those same streets that surround your house; those same streets you've probably already walked many times already. I'm taking some time month to reflect on trips of the… Continue reading Travel A to Z – A

32.20 – the heat goes on

This week's sleep: Noctus interruptus. It's been a difficult time for sleeping over the past week. Last Friday night it was Eid fireworks at 11.30pm, followed by a helicopter hovering for an hour at 3.30am; Saturday night there was some kind of altercation further down our street and a window was smashed, with more arguing… Continue reading 32.20 – the heat goes on

Walk the Lines (5 or 28 or The Final)

The day after our Heathrow walk dawned fine, and our legs were not particularly sore or achy. We had discussed it the day before but all the signs combined correctly to confirm it. "Let's do this," we agreed. "Let's walk the last stretch today and finish this thing." And so it was, around 9 a.m.… Continue reading Walk the Lines (5 or 28 or The Final)