In our quest to see as much of England as possible before departing its grassy shores, we went to Dover yesterday, to walk the White Cliffs.
Thanks to dedicated readers adding to our Send Wendy Walking page, the cliffs have been on my mind since December.
As always, I’m glad we made the effort.
On Saturday, we boarded the 06.18 Eurostar, bound for Paris. We were sleepy, having been up since 4, but happy to embark on a day trip to the City of Lights. Continue reading
Every Christmas in London, the churches are packed to the rafters, with charities renting out historic buildings for carolling evenings. Each year, we go to a few, mostly because they’re fun and I get to bellow out my favourite carols, but also because they’re for a good cause: raising money for the more Continue reading
It finally arrived: our own piece of history.
Do you remember the art installation at the Tower of London earlier this year? It was called Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red. Continue reading
One man, one woman, one cat. That’s how Lars and I started out. Continue reading