Yesterday was a day for making new friends and saving a life. After a lazy morning getting my teeth into Ruby Wax's words of wisdom we headed out for a, very, late lunch and found a note sellotaped to our hire car. We stopped, listened and the voice of a, very, small cat was coming... Continue Reading →
I am much better than I used to be when it comes to switching off and I believe Qigong has helped me to achieve that. Since I became a student, I am a much calmer person, so kicking off my shoes and switching in to relax mode has never been so easy. 😉 In the... Continue Reading →
I've done a fair amount of travelling in my time, although a fair amount is never enough when it comes to travel. I've experienced long and short haul delays. I've been grounded when aircraft have gone techie. I've been subjected to impossible fellow travellers and have taken it all in my stride. It's just part... Continue Reading →
Whilst on safari, I lost weight fairly quickly and it wasn't just to do with the heat. After enjoying a sundowner watching impala gambol happily in the bush, we would return to camp to find them on the dinner menu, which was just too hard to swallow. The only time I have ever been offered a gin and tonic for breakfast at 5.00a.m. was on safari and it was the only time I have ever refused one, sensibly realising I was getting enough quinine in my anti-malarial tablets.
I went to sleep last night with images of a burning 12th Century icon in my head. This morning my first waking thoughts were of Notre Dame de Paris, an iconic building that had stood for hundreds of years as a majestic and indestructible feature of the Paris skyline, until 6.30p.m. yesterday. Paris is only... Continue Reading →
What a few days it has been for me in the city of dreaming spires. I don’t like to brag, but I soaked up the words of wisdom of writer and broadcaster, Melvyn Bragg, who is best known as editor and presenter of ITV’s South Bank Show. He was talking about his new novel Love Without End:... Continue Reading →
For the last three mornings, I have thrown back the curtains to look out across a valley of rolling hills, vineyards and circling kites. In the stillness of the early Oxfordshire morning, graceful kites soar within feet of my bedroom window. So close I feel I could reach out and touch them, or at least... Continue Reading →
I was lucky enough to have known my birth parents, but on and off over the years, I have tried to build my family tree, but there is one branch that consistently fails to bear fruit.