A little update from Basel

A lot has happened between the day I spent in Paris and our spontaneous trip to Lake Constance. Here are a few of those things: ֎ I didn't go to the Symposium on Early English Drama & Performance in Fribourg that I was so looking forward to. I arrived home from Paris with a bit... Continue Reading →

Lake Constance during a heat wave

This week we returned from a little trip to Lake Constance which we made in an attempt to avoid the worst of the heat wave. We thought that we would at least have a lake for cooling off in, though it was actually too warm at around 27 C. However the air temperatures ranged from... Continue Reading →

A spring day in Paris

I took the Eurostar from London to Paris and stayed overnight. The next morning was beautiful -- fresh and sunny. Perfect for walking around. I was starting to get a cold when I left England and it was not helped by my walking about 15 kilometres over the course of the day. Waiting in St.... Continue Reading →

Oxford Literary Festival

The rest of the week of talks in Oxford was as good as the opening weekend. A couple days of heavy rain kept me from doing much else, though luckily the skies cleared in time for a walking tour of Literary Oxford. It seems every significant novelist or poet went to an Oxford college and... Continue Reading →

The beginning

Today my sabbatical begins. I have been working in IT for twenty years, in different areas each with their own learning curve and challenges. While I still enjoy it, I am now ready for very different challenges. I have set some goals for the months ahead which I will elaborate on in the coming weeks... Continue Reading →

Kew Royal Botanic Gardens

I spent a warm summer day last year in Kew Gardens, enjoying the beds and borders and getting inspiration for my own garden (which is actually a small balcony covered in flora). There is a lot of ground to cover there and I was pretty exhausted by the end of the day. Luckily my hotel... Continue Reading →

Sunday morning in Oxford

My favourite time to be in Oxford - and this is true of most European cities - is Sunday morning. The city is almost entirely my own at that time, before the buses laden with day tourists pull into Gloucester Green and when the shops are still dark inside. This is the best time to... Continue Reading →

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