Her “Big Bold Move” It is November 1969. An under-confident but excited country bumpkin aged 23 is sailing to England on a mail ship, the Pendennis Castle. She doesn’t have any close friends or relatives living over there. So, to…
Camping, Cooking and Cursing in a thunderstorm in Paris
In the 1970’s, one of the cheapest ways to see Europe was to go on a camping tour. We chose Autotours and our first night in Paris turned out to be a disaster. We were the cooks and had to try and fry suspect ‘chops’ in a leaking tent, and then discovered out tent had leaked too. Funny in retrospect!
Young and careless
Hitch-hiking has its risks but in the 1970’s we saw it as the cheapest way to get around. This was how what we did to get to see the Edinburgh Tattoo before linking up with a camping tour to Scandanavia. We almost didn’t get to do either though, because of my carelessness…
Scratching and Scratching
This is funny in retrospect but embarrassing at the time; I took off a scratching bra and then dropped it while scratching for my passport!
Frozen Foote at the foot of Franz Josef Glacier
New Zealand, November 2006 – this is summer, right? I’d brought a fleece and boots with me, just in case, but not gloves. It was cold. My first stay was with a friend and her family in Christchurch. She lent…