Arts
Towers And Lovers
The train from Cartagena is eleven minutes late arriving into Alicante and almost twenty minutes behind schedule by the time it leaves for Zaragoza. Not that anyone minds, it is the way of the things [more…]
Travel
History
Jersey – a Postcard
No, it’s not about trains, in fact there are no railways on Jersey, the horror! Being a pureblood, many holiday destinations (USA, Spain, Cruises) are out of the question at the moment. Not that big [more…]
20th Century
Nostalgia Album, Pyrenean Crossing
As we continue the Nostalgia Album 1952 return trip to England, after leaving north eastern Spain and Catalonia, it is time to traverse the Pyrenees. The next sequence of photos helps to recreate the route. [more…]
Arts
A Postcard From a Mediterranean Cruise – Part Five
Day 12 – Thursday 7th July 2022 – Cadiz Awakened just as we are approaching Cadiz. I think it is the pilot coming aboard that wakes me as it all happens below my cabin but [more…]
20th Century
Nostalgia Album, Family Pilgrimage
Barcelona At the end of the last episode of Nostalgia Album I referenced a very important mission. Despite all this talk of the 1950s, a family obligation could be carried out in modern-day Spain. Did [more…]
Arts
A Postcard From a Mediterranean Cruise – Part Four
Day 9 – Monday 4th July 2022 – Barcelona day 1 The port pilot coming aboard woke me around 6 o’clock. The sun was just coming up, a big red ball heralding another hot day. [more…]
20th Century
Nostalgia Album, Almeria to Barcelona
Valencia After last time’s run in the general direction of home, from Gibraltar to Almeria, we pick up the pace further along the Spanish Mediterranean coast at Valencia. With no photos of the intervening Costa [more…]
Arts
A Postcard From a Mediterranean Cruise – Part Three
Day 4 – Wednesday 29th June 2022 – At sea I woke up and struggled to focus on my little clock, 07:30, late for me as I like to breakfast at 8 o’clock. Anyway I [more…]
Arts
Set in Stone
This tale begins, as so many tales do, on a dismal winter’s day. This particular day, a miserably chilly and grey February one, was a decidedly rubbish day. Not only had Mr S and I [more…]