My 'reading list' is a stacked-up, teetering tower of books crying out to be read. Not forgetting what's on my Kindle, which includes The Blue Hour a collection of short stories by fellow writers group member, Dreena Collins and The Poppy Field by another Jersey author, Deborah Carr. And, there are those 'Dulcie Domum' books by Sue Limb I really want to re-read... so, will two weeks be long enough? I will give it my best shot.
Portugal, for me, is sensory overload; whatever the time of year and after visiting for twenty-six years, it is time to make it my home.
I'm biased when it comes to The Algarve. It is my personal, European haven, the place I would like to spend more time. It's not just a passing phase, I've been in love with the place for twenty-six years... and who can blame me? I have waxed lyrical about it since I was blown away on my first visit.
12 months ago, I started counting the days until I returned to the one place in the world that I would happily call my home. The place where, for so many years, I have dithered about permanently leaving the UK for, The Algarve. It may well happen. I spent 12.5 hours getting here. There are only... Continue Reading →
Happy Wednesday. I'm getting excited about going on my annual holiday next week and took an hour or so today to reflect on what a huge impact travelling has had on my life and this short vid is the outcome. I have no regrets about spending my hard earned cash on travelling and I haven't... Continue Reading →
Got off to a late start today after such a good evening at my favourite restaurant .... Temperus Restaurante Beach Bar ... Starting with this And this And, probably, too many of these Wonderful food, followed by plenty of uninhibited dancing. Today I feel about as dogeared as my manuscript has started looking edit,... Continue Reading →