Category Great Britain
Needles and Pins
With a MapRun event planned for this evening, in Totton, which is just west of Southampton, it made sense to spend the day in the vicinity. The skies were clear of wet stuff, and the Isle of Wight was our destination of choice. This made for a day of logistics, with a return ferry and […]
Kennet Avon Canal
We might have been more reluctant to leave Timsbury, had it not been for the telecom heavy machinery that arrived this morning, and promptly began digging up the road in noisy fashion. For a quiet country village, there has been a lot going on this week. With a relatively short drive to Shrewton, we hung […]
Somerset Coal Towns
Drama notwithstanding, our aim today was to visit Paulton, and in particular, the Holy Trinity Church, where my 3 times great grandfather, Silas (aka Cyrus) Simes, a coal mine bailiff, married Lavinia Wheeler, on 27 December 1819. It was Silas and Lavinia’s son, David, who left Paulton for Bath, then decided to emigrate to Australia, […]
High Drama on the High Street
Timsbury is a small, sleepy Somerset village, much like the other small, sleepy Somerset villages surrounding it. Nothing ever happens here. Until today … Ian woke up to see a fire truck going past, at 6am. Oddly, he thought nothing of it and went back to sleep. When we got up properly at 8am, we […]
Rain Rain Go Away
It was a remarkably quiet night in Southampton, no doubt something to do with the scoreline in the Euro Championships final (2-1 in Spain’s favour). Just as we were ready to leave the apartment, the rain began. We’d been tossing up between taking an Uber or the train to the airport, to pick up our […]
It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time
Dipidydoo is on the road again! The Debbie and Ian half took flight for the UK, and the Pete and Ilze half will be heading to other far-flung parts of the world in the near future. Our paths don’t cross on these trips, but our timings overlap a little. So you will hear from all […]
Scottish Hillsides are alive with the sound of Moosic.
Ilze and I cannot let Debbie get away with that. We have found our photos of our last day in Scotland where we did a bus tour before getting on a plane in Glasgow, 1 hour to London Heathrow, 6 hours in transit, 13.5 hours flying to Singapore, 18 hour stop over, then 7.5 hours […]
“THERE’S A BEAR IN THERE….”
On our last day in Scotland Ilze and I drove to Glasgow via the Trossarchs and found this wee tea-shop with not so wee Highland Cattle. Inside the compulsory souvenir shop wee found this delightful wee bear kitted out in a wee kilt made from Harris tWEEd and she decided she need to come to […]
GRIME TO GEISERS
From Glasgow to Iceland Our time in Glasgow turned out to be a disappointing fizzer. If you’re thinking of spending some time in Glasgow, our advice is DON’T!! The city itself is a bleak and run-down place, once a thriving ship building city employing thousands of people. Now, with the ship building industry gone, it […]
SS6D Days 5 & 6. Goodbye Little Red tent.
And so it’s done. The Scottish 6 days has been run, and all orienteers run ragged. The courses and terrain were difficult. Getting to the starts was even more difficult, with many competitors having more climb and distance to their starts, than their actual courses. Today’s event, the final day of competition, had a remote […]
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