I’m hoping that I’m going to post twice today…
I step out of the ordinary
I’m on my way
(Heather Small – May 2000)
I’m hoping that I’m going to post twice today…
Berlin is a beautiful, chilled city. Its Marathon appears to be run by the friendliest people ever – efficient, but human. Lots of smiling marshalls, excellent provision of water and the German equivalent of Gatorade. Thousands of bananas, ready peeled and thrust at runners as if we were performing chimps. And lots of very, very…
I have dual nationality. My mum is Australian; my dad was British. I’m proud of both passports that I carry. But, as several of my acquaintances have pointed out, I am undoubtedly the most Anglo Australian that they know. Aside from the genetic code that ensures that I support Australia at cricket, everything else…
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33 years ago, five teenage Scouts did their DofE Gold expedition following Hadrian’s Wall and then heading into the Cheviots. I’ve just been rereading the log book I wrote at the time. This week, walking alone, I will be retracing our steps along the wall (though I’ll be sleeping in comfortable B&Bs rather than in…
Most of the London based team at Career Academies (those without other commitments such as babies or small dogs to look after) went out to dinner this evening. We chose The National Cafe on St Martin’s Lane. I think it was the V&A’s restaurant, about twenty years ago, that coined the phrase “a great caff…
Day 2. A gentle amble from Corbridge to Humshaugh with a visit to Chesters camp. The road out of Corbridge up to Port Gate follows the old Roman road that led to Scotland – it is straight, but undulating as it works its way up the hill, providing false brows and the opportunity to be…