Category Archives: Travel
Romeo in Fitzrovia
The story is not as salacious as the title may have suggested. I had my hair cut in a Fitzrovia salon and Romeo was the cutter. Posed underneath BY tower opposite, the salon was awarded winning… And the product worth
Romeo in Fitzrovia
The story is not as salacious as the title may have suggested. I had my hair cut in a Fitzrovia salon and Romeo was the cutter. Posed underneath BY tower opposite, the salon was awarded winning… And the product worth
Southbank
South of the Thames, not the Yarra. I decided to walk to the National Theatre and see if I could get ticket to a performance this evening. Lots of things happening along the Thames in the late afternoon. I was
Southbank
South of the Thames, not the Yarra. I decided to walk to the National Theatre and see if I could get ticket to a performance this evening. Lots of things happening along the Thames in the late afternoon. I was
Lunch in Brighton
No, not in Victoria, but from Victoria to East Sussex. I took the train from Victoria. As seems to be the norm for my travel on this trip, the train terminated at Haywards Heath and my first class carriage morphed
Lunch in Brighton
No, not in Victoria, but from Victoria to East Sussex. I took the train from Victoria. As seems to be the norm for my travel on this trip, the train terminated at Haywards Heath and my first class carriage morphed
The Barbican
A tour of the 40 acre estate in the City of London built between 1955-1982 on a part of the City decimated during WW2. Unlike many other estates built after that war, this is not strictly in a brutalist style
The Barbican
A tour of the 40 acre estate in the City of London built between 1955-1982 on a part of the City decimated during WW2. Unlike many other estates built after that war, this is not strictly in a brutalist style
Home, sweet home
I have finally arrived at my digs in London, so I won’t bore you with my flight photos nor stories about the coughing child, no masks available and having to climb over the sleeping man next to me to get
Home, sweet home
I have finally arrived at my digs in London, so I won’t bore you with my flight photos nor stories about the coughing child, no masks available and having to climb over the sleeping man next to me to get
40 degrees
Welcome to Dubai. The airline chauffeured me to the JW Marriott in a huge BMW – I couldn’t even reach the front seats. I even received a SIM card for my phone when I went through immigration. Dubai was very
40 degrees
Welcome to Dubai. The airline chauffeured me to the JW Marriott in a huge BMW – I couldn’t even reach the front seats. I even received a SIM card for my phone when I went through immigration. Dubai was very
Up and away – eventually
Checking in I was told I could use the Emirates’s lounge at Bangkok, something to do with my discounted ticket, which I didn’t realise was discounted. So I went to another lounge, the Miracle Lounge, and paid my way in.
Up and away – eventually
Checking in I was told I could use the Emirates’s lounge at Bangkok, something to do with my discounted ticket, which I didn’t realise was discounted. So I went to another lounge, the Miracle Lounge, and paid my way in.
One night in Bangkok
Actually one day in Bangkok but I spent it relaxing in my hotel. I intended to go into the city by train, but it became too complicated having to get Thai currency, convert the Baht to a token and end
One night in Bangkok
Actually one day in Bangkok but I spent it relaxing in my hotel. I intended to go into the city by train, but it became too complicated having to get Thai currency, convert the Baht to a token and end
The Flying Finns
It was an early start on Saturday morning – 3am. I wanted to be at the airport early, and that I was. I was armed with my new carry-on luggage, acquired from Kickstarter – someone’s clever idea of what a
The Flying Finns
It was an early start on Saturday morning – 3am. I wanted to be at the airport early, and that I was. I was armed with my new carry-on luggage, acquired from Kickstarter – someone’s clever idea of what a
The Crown Jewels
I hadn’t expected to make my West End debut in quite such an impromptu manner. In a rather Dame Edna-esque manner, King Charles II, picked me out as ’the old man in the second row‘ and proceeded to refer to
The Crown Jewels
I hadn’t expected to make my West End debut in quite such an impromptu manner. In a rather Dame Edna-esque manner, King Charles II, picked me out as ’the old man in the second row‘ and proceeded to refer to
Father M 