Confidence. It’s a strange thing.
I’m conscious that I didn’t finish blogging after my last holiday. The reason for that was a serious lack of confidence in my abilities to...
Dry January?
I know, I was momentarily impressed too. I just thought that I would write that to get your attention. It was all over the news,...
Late dinners; twisty roads
So, still in Spain and we have been dealing with dinner being served after 9pm everywhere. I mean, what are they thinking about? Even the...
Character building, I’m sure!
A gentle holiday? I think not. That’s the trouble letting the Map Man loose with a loose plan. Well, I don’t think his plan was...
A bit windy!
I’ve let Ed write in a couple of bits and pieces. EEK! Leaving home it was a tad blowy. As we rode down Loch Lomond...
Nifty at Fifty?
Don’t know if I would ever fit into the nifty club, to be honest. More like the nutter club. On the approach to my birthday...
Ireland by the back roads.
It’s been a theme on this holiday, just like any other. It doesn’t matter if it’s in Spain, France, Italy, wherever it is. The direct...
The Good Life
It was a very drizzly and VERY windy start to our holidays, as we ventured south on our trusty v-twins. Connemara, Galway, Doolin for the...