Responsible tourism is the new thing. Well we were being responsible tourists by not flying to France but that was only because we wouldn’t have been able to fit all our duvets and pillows in
Mum’s Gone to the Dordogne – Where’s Willy?
A few days into our holiday and it was piddling outside. I wasn’t expecting this and was most annoyed. Caravans are cold at night anyway and this weather wasn’t helping the general misery we were feeling in Jabba
Mum’s Gone to the Dordogne – Flirting with Frenchmen
I do love a good guide book. For this holiday I bought one of the Footprint travel guides for the Dordogne and Lot, written by Michael Pauls and Dana Facaros. Their style of writing really
Mum’s Gone to the Dordogne – 101 uses for Duck Tape
When my husband comes home from work of an evening his first thought isn’t to get the hoover out or dust the skirting boards. On holiday, however, he becomes a bit fanatical about cleanliness, probably because
Mum’s Gone to the Dordogne – Peripherique ou non?
In order to get to this hut on the left, we had to drive about three hours in England, half an hour on Eurotunnel and an eternity in France, stopping off for a night in Orleans,
Mum’s gone all operatic!
If you caught my Gallery entry this week, you will know my choice of novel was A Room with a View by E M Forster. Whilst it had particular resonance for me, it was interesting to hear how
The Gallery – A Novel Idea – A Room with a View
The theme for “The Gallery” this week is a photograph which represents a treasured book. My chosen novel is A Room with a View by E.M. Forster. The novel tells of Miss Lucy Honeychurch and her
Mum’s Going to the Dordogne
This weekend I have been mostly washing clothes, putting them on the line then running outside to rescue them from the downpour which has appeared out of the ether. I am ironing, folding and stacking. Woe