Tag: travel
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My Cup Runneth Over
Within a week or so, quotes starting arriving for the various building works that we urgently needed to do. So far we’d been lucky with the weather. Although it had become cold at night, each morning the sun would burst through the cracks in our bedroom shutters, heralding the start of another warm, sunny day. […]
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Reaching Out And Connecting
These days it’s not unusual for me to find emails from people that I’ve never met in my in-box. They are not spam messages; these are from people who have found me through the Contact Me button on this blog. I’m always delighted to hear from people who genuinely want to know more about re-locating […]
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How Do You Pee? Or Poo?
I was out grocery shopping this afternoon and suddenly, half way down aisle 3 I realised that I needed to pee badly. Seriously badly. I abandoned my shopping trolley and went in search of a toilet. It had got to the stage where I was clenching my pelvic floor muscles so tightly that I couldn’t […]
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Une Promenade En Voiture
Irishman was tied up with university work and writing for most of our stay in Jogja so Mrs Nev was left to her own devices. With so much to see in and around Jogja this was hardly going to be a problem. It was more a matter of having enough time to visit all the […]
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On The Road To Magelang
No trip to Jogja would be complete without at least one meal that included Gudeg and of course, a visit to Borobudur. This magnificent Mahayana Buddhist temple was built in the 9th century and was a site of worship and pilgrimage for many, many years until suddenly it vanished. For hundreds of years it lay […]
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Currants And Sultanas
The days of hedonistic pleasure rooms, fountains and water gardens may be long gone, but there is still a Sultan, and his lady wife residing in the Kraton, a fortified city within the heart of Yogyakarta. There is no mistaking the thick white walls which mark the boundary of this huge palace built around 1755. […]
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A Love Affair
I’m sure for many of you reading this, there will have been countries or places that you have visited that have touched you in a way that you never forget. That place for me is The Outer Hebrides and in particular, The Isle of Lewis. If someone said to me, ‘Lottie, you have to move […]
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This Little Piggy Went To Market
I’m mad about markets. There’s something about the cut and thrust of them that I love and respond to. I always think of markets as theatrical places, colourful and loud, lively and flamboyant. The stall holders shouting their wares, the barrow boys sweeping past with their loads, the chickens, ducks, flowers, fruit and vegetables – […]
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