I’ll get back to normal blogging soon, I promise, but first: I left my job in March and spent a few weeks unemployed. I didn’t get up to as much as I should have done – no travelling, because I didn’t know how long it would be before I had an income again, and not… More A life update
Three weeks ago, I finished my Adult Leadership Qualification for Guides – that is, three weeks ago as this is published. As I write it, it was last night. You might think it’s odd that I’ve been a Guide leader for nearly three years and yet only just qualified – we train on the job,… More I am a qualified Guide leader!
I know it’s been eight months but I thought it really was about time I did a post of some kind about the Edinburgh Festival Fringe. I like stand-up comedy and because I am ridiculous, I keep a spreadsheet of what I’ve seen, which tells me that since November 2009, I’ve seen 237 shows, encompassing… More EdFringe 2015
When did I first go travelling on my own? It was in March 2000 and I was fourteen. One of my best friends, Cat, came into school one day with a leaflet advertising a Raptor Protection Camp in Reggio Calabria, the very big toe of Italy’s boot. Our parents discussed it a couple of times… More Italy 2000: my travel origin story
In October 2014, I went to Finnish Lapland. I travelled up to Rovaniemi from Helsinki by train, spent a few days bimbling around in the cold and flew home in the sensible way. One of the big adventures I had on that short trip was the compulsory Northern Lights hunt. Because you can’t go to… More Northern Lights & Sausages in Finnish Lapland
I’ve lived in Dorset all my life and I’ve spent a reasonable amount of time scrambling around the clifftops, ever since I was introduced to them on the school trip to Leeson House in 1996 (this trip is mandatory for every single schoolchild in Dorset, apparently). In 2014, it finally dawned on me that the… More South West Coast Path: chunk 1 – South Haven Point to Swanage
Back in the good old days, you could hand your torn caving suit over to Dragon and they’d fix it for you. But that’s not an option in these post-Dragon days. So when I realised quite how extensive the tear in my suit was, I turned to the internet. It was of limited helpfulness. Advice… More How to repair a caving suit