Art speaks where words are unable to explain Cordoba had been on my must go to, list for a couple of years. My love for History commands it, because here in one place, were the…
Why it is good to start your day with a good breakfast. Can you remember what you ate for breakfast as a child? I can. I loved my bowl of cornflakes in ice cold milk…
Thinking about where to go but need some inspiration, kick up the bum, fed up with Covid making you feel it is all impossible…….Arghrrrr. I love writing about places I have been to but lately…
Try these Organic cotton masks and breathe easy. No I am not talking about the need to go to a dentist, I am talking about how much do you pay attention to what you are…
Spiderfly Poets from under the tree Sitting together all were there, draped in shadows from acacia branches. Africa is where they meet, where the afternoon sun wraps its comforting rays around all who ask their…
There are rocks in my river, dry and pitted, waiting for rain like old grandmothers waiting for the changing of seasons. Wiping their hands on faded aprons after peeling apples, bagging them and putting them…
I have never been lost for words, just occasionally I have to do something a little differently. The words that I have had recently ringing in my head, I would not expect anyone:- least of…
It has been wonderful to come back here and create more memories. This time I am here as a tourist as my past visits have always been linked to work. However the traveler in me,…