An Oasis of Calm in the Airport Terminal from Hell

Although generally I quite like airports, I really don’t care for Manchester Terminal 3.  It’s too busy, it’s too raucous and it’s too bursting at the seams.  Very few facilities.  Nowhere to sit.  Last time I ate lunch at the Italian restaurant there they put pepperoni in my veggie pasta.  You get the idea.

The Long Way to Packing like a Peasant

It’s a few days until my next trip and so I’ve made a start on thinking about what to take with me. Just a think, mind, because I don’ t really need to be that organised any more. No, it’s fair to say that I have packing down to a fine art. Not because I’mContinue reading “The Long Way to Packing like a Peasant”

Travel blogging bullsh*t

So here’s the thing.  Those of you who know me will be aware that that as well as never shutting my f*cking mouth, I am also a prolific writer.  And those of you who know me very well will also know that I have written rather a lot of rubbish in some shape or form for moreContinue reading “Travel blogging bullsh*t”

Where I got my love for travel

I’ve always thought that my love for travel began when I was 12 years old when I went to Athens for the first time. But I’ve recently realised that it started long before that. So long ago that I don’t even remember. In fact, I think it’s always been part of who I am. And that’s becauseContinue reading “Where I got my love for travel”