Category Archives: The Beast

Saturnia – Under The Tuscan Sun

“Mark. Are you listening?” I asked. I was admiring Peter’s wagon, particularly the epithet ‘Travel Endangers Prejudices’, which he had emblazoned on the back. Peter, Beata, and Alex had just come from Albania.

We Join The Mile High Club Twice In One Day – Savines-le-Lac to Staffal

We are all pilgrims who seek Italy. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe As we passed the sign, I had a strange sinking feeling. It felt odd coming back, because the last time we’d been in Tschaval – Staffal, we were absolutely desperate to get away.

Strife at Shooting Box – Shropshire, UK

“F****** hell Mark!” was a fair summation of my thoughts as my husband shoved a crumpled Ordnance Survey map onto my lap. As he stabbed his finger at his intended destination, just prior to performing a U-turn with our lorry, I might even have exclaimed this out loud, and with some volume. I followed upContinue reading “Strife at Shooting Box – Shropshire, UK”