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Month: May 2017

Gorgeous Istria

Gorgeous Istria

I’m all choked up at having to leave France and the Atlantic coast. The Oldies have promised, however, to make for the Mediterranean as soon as possible. They’ve also promised to be a bit quieter in the car on the way home to Austria, but I’m not taking any chances this time. I’ve come prepared! What about this for a cool pair of noise-cancelling headphones?   Now Her Ladyship can twitter on about trucks and His Lordship can play as…

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Wise words

Wise words

-What a din! Who’s making all that noise? -Who! What do you mean who? I’m the one saying whooo! Olivier the owl. Who are you? -I’m Seamus, the insomniac seagull. Do you really have to shout all night long? -Sorry, but that’s what I do. I’m nocturnal. -Noc… what? Well, I wish you’d knock it off! -Pardon? -Aw, nothing. Sorry, I’m a bit cranky from lack of sleep. It was bad enough during the day, what with that stupid cuckoo…

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Olé, Olé, Oléron!

Olé, Olé, Oléron!

This is great. We appear to be doing a bit of island hopping, this week’s island being l’Île d’Oléron, off the Atlantic coast, south of La Rochelle. Access is easy via the toll-free bridge, and in no time we are installed in our studio apartment which is almost directly on a beach in the fishing village of La Cotinière. Within the first couple of hours of our arrival, we have already had a lovely stroll along the beach and visited…

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Do, Ré, Mi…

Do, Ré, Mi…

A peace treaty has been thrashed out and the Oldies have kept their part of the deal. At the first possible opportunity they have set off to the Atlantic coast! Typically, however, Her Ladyship is already whinging. ‘Are we mad or what!’ It’s lashing rain, stormy and freezing cold, so I suppose she has a point – for a pathetic, delicate human. But I don’t care. We are going to see the sea! We’re staying in La Rochelle tonight, a…

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