This is a really difficult post to write and I’ve tried about ten times now. At the end of May, I went off in a caravan with my sister for a week. Being sixty-five miles north-east of Paris, we had to pop into Paris for a day. And while I need to write a post… More I don’t really like Paris
Picture a tourist. They’ve got a camera around their neck, they’re probably wearing shorts and socks and sandals and an anorak and in that anorak pocket is a guidebook. They are terrible people. Are they? Because they wish to read about the place they’re visiting and learn more about it than they can from just… More I love guidebooks!
I will start this post by pointing out that sea kayaking today involves a lot of things that frighten me and as I wrote this, I felt more and more like one of these people who’s scared of too many things to ever leave the house. Things I was scared of today, in no particular… More The problem with sea kayaking is the sea