Tips for Planning the Perfect Trip

“Choose an arbitrary purpose and stick to it!” – Tony Wilson

The meaning of life was never clear to me until I read this quote from the late Tony Wilson, TV Reporter, founder of Factory Records and The Hacienda nightclub in Manchester.

An arbitrary purpose is also worth keeping in mind when you are planning your travels. “So much world. So little time!” is the perennial problem faced by anyone planning a tour – so how do you narrow down a WHOLE WORLD of experience into something manageable?

Well here, let me help!

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Happy with our Lot at the River Café

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Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit

Barjac, Lozère (South Central France) – “The corner of S.W. France that the British haven’t discovered.”

1st September. In over 50 years, I have succeeded in doing it only a handful of times.

Since I was a little girl, I have tried to make “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit” the very first thing that I say on the first day of the month.

It was 2 minutes to midnight; “Not the 9 O’Clock News” had just finished. The final frame was a clock; which reminded me…

Mark was taunting me, trying to make me speak. I remained strong. Then I did it! “Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit” I enunciated proudly.

I was just explaining to Mark that it brings good luck as I turned and knocked over a full glass of water, which soaked the seats and all four dogs. Mark, of course, was inconsolable with mirth. I am not sure that it bodes well.

Happy September!
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Lonely? A Traveller’s Tale of Christmas on the Other Side of the World.

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Christmas Morning on the Other Side of the World.

I opened the curtains on to a bright, sunny day. I watched a lone paraglider spiral slowly down through the perfect blue sky.

It was Christmas morning and I was alone. In a motel room in Queenstown, New Zealand.

“It’s just another day!” I had assured Sue, my travelling companion, convinced that it wouldn’t trouble me at all. Her boyfriend had flown out to join her for Christmas. Mine hadn’t. He was far too busy. Far to important. Traits that would ultimately clinch his place among the ranks of the X-Men.

But it was not just another day. By my own choice, I was on the other side of the planet from my loved ones and I missed them like hell.

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