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Life In A Hungarian Village
Our village is situated in Vas County, the far west of Hungary close to the Austrian border and is surrounded by forest and agricultural land. Although we can see the Alps in the distance this [more…]
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Postcard from the Past: Ailsa Craig
Most people will be familiar with Ailsa Craig as the big rock on the horizon during the ferry journey between Loch Ryan in Galloway and Ulster. It stands as a sentinel at the seaward end [more…]
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Postcard from Lille Part 52
If you still need proof of the existence of God through nature then take the bus, jeepney and pedicar as far as you can. When the way gets too steep for the pedicar cyclist, alight [more…]
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Postcard from Lille, Part 51
I’m in my room, above my ‘Anglo Philippine’ office, in the Durian building in Davao City, in the wild south of the Philippine Islands. It is siesta time and I’ve been interrupted again, despite barricading [more…]
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Postcard from Lille, Part 50
Roberto rolled out of his hammock and felt the soles of his feet against a mud floor. He could hardly stand up. An empty bottle of local brew fell from him and bounced by his [more…]
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Cruising at Christmas (and the New Year) – Part 3
Wednesday – St Maarten (New Years Day) I woke this morning feeling pretty good, somewhat surprisingly considering the volume of champagne consumed last night. Sensibly the restaurant was open for breakfast an hour later than [more…]
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Postcard from Lundy Island
“I’ve just got back from Lundy Island.” These words are often greeted by furrowed brows and hazarded guesses as to its whereabouts. “Oh yes – somewhere in Scotland, isn’t it?” Hands up Postalliers who know? [more…]
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Postcard from Lille, Part 49
I’m in my hotel room, above the ‘Anglo Philippine’ office in Davao City, having my siesta. I’m in the dangerous south of the Philippine islands to, amongst other things, make a delivery of school books [more…]
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Postcard from Lille, Part 48
For a recap of the story so far, please click here. We’re plodding around Lille on a cold Sunday afternoon at the end of November 2018. There are six of us in a wedge. Five [more…]