Grey Old Dublin to Sunny London
Considering the beauty of Ireland, its capital seemed a little drab. It could have been the drizzling rain or the crowds, or the lack of a good sleep that was … Continue Reading →
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away"
Considering the beauty of Ireland, its capital seemed a little drab. It could have been the drizzling rain or the crowds, or the lack of a good sleep that was … Continue Reading →
Our last few days in Ireland… Greg was off to London and we were now heading for Dublin and Matt who is currently working there for a couple of weeks. … Continue Reading →
Reluctantly bidding farewell to Dingle, we set off for Kenmare and the land of my grandparents. We passed through part of the ‘Ring of Kerry’ on our journey – narrow … Continue Reading →
As the Aer Lingus plane prepared for landing, I had my face glued to the window for my first glimpse of Ireland… it was just as I imagined… green of … Continue Reading →
It was the dramatic landscape that got us from the word go. Although we have only spent five days in Scotland, we have come to learn a few things about … Continue Reading →
We drove from Oxford to London under instructions from Matt to meet him at Waterloo Station at 11.30am. Today was Bruce’s birthday (and also happened to be Mother’s Day in … Continue Reading →
We were very lucky with our accommodation tonight… Warsborough House – a very large, very old (300 year old) private home that Elizabeth, our charming hostess, has been running as … Continue Reading →