31 March 2015
It was a relief to turn off of Queens Park and walk up Latimer Street towards Oxford Street, at least I would have some shelter from the wind which had been trying to blow me off my feet since I set out. The next part of the Titanic trail is also part of my family history, without which I would not be writing about my wonderful Commando. Continue reading Missing the boat and other small disasters
Some times things don’t go to plan. We all have the odd minor disaster from time to time and once in a while, if we’re unlucky, a major one. Often a disaster can turn out to be a blessing in disguise, even if it takes a while for that to become clear. In early January 2013, I had a day that seemed to be all about disaster of one kind or another. Continue reading Disasters and Mr Bumble – first published 10 January 2013
In the end it turned out the flight delay was the least of our worries. When we finally stepped aboard the plane at Agadir airport our biggest concern was a long, late drive home. Little did we know it would be a flight we would never forget and it wouldn’t end with a drive home at all. Continue reading A FLIGHT, A HOSPITAL VISIT AND A HORRIBLE DRIVE HOME – first published 14 August 2012