We are still in recuperation mode, and after a couple of busy days of sightseeing and driving, we declared today a rest day. After a good sleep and a late start to the morning, we headed to nearby Navenby, to visit Robin Rose Bakes and Books. This is a completely gluten free bakery café, with […]
First you hear a high pitched whistling noise, which becomes a whine. You look up to the left, over the trees. A small black bird-like shape appears, tilted on a 45 degree angle. It straightens, and you can see this is no bird. As it approaches, the whine turns to a screaming roar. You are […]
We came to Cambridge for several reasons – orienteering at Wellingborough, a visit to Duxford for Ian, and a visit to Bletchley Park, the country estate where the British carried out top secret intelligence operations, including cracking the codes of the German Enigma machine. Bletchley was top of our list, so we left it until […]
With Captain Kumamon for company, I made up a picnic lunch and headed for Cambridge. I’ve been there before – back in 1978, on my first trip to the UK. According to the giant scrap book that I compiled (complete with airline menus, paper slippers, and even a pebble from Brighton Beach), we went there […]
Yesterday we availed ourselves of the excellent NHS, to secure an appointment at a local GP clinic, and procure some antibiotics for Ian. He’s going to be resting for a couple more days, so this afternoon I headed to nearby Ely. This small, neat city is best known for its Cathedral. It has some other […]
I’ve had a cold/infection for the past few days, and inevitably Ian came down with it as well. By departure day I was starting to feel better, but Ian was copping the worst of it. It was not ideal to have a 5am wakeup, a full pack up, a steep flight of stairs to get […]
We set out today with two missions – first, to drive as far east as we could across the islands that are connected by tunnels or bridges; and second, to buy a fridge magnet. Studying our old-school fold out printed map, we worked out a route that would take us from Vagar in the west, […]
Our tiny apartment has no windows, other than a skylight – more on that later. We have learned to judge the weather by how wet the skylight is, and how much light it is letting in (the heavier the mist, the darker it is). This morning the clouds didn’t seem to be sitting quite so […]
It was a gloomy, misty morning, after a big clap of thunder and a heavy downpour. Unsure that we’d see anything at all, nevertheless we set off to explore the two neighbouring islands, Stremoy and Eysturoy. The link between our island of Vagar, and the neighbouring island of Stremoy, is a rather impressive subsea tunnel. […]
The Faroe Islands are made up of many, err, islands – some of them interconnected by bridges or subsea tunnels. By the time we deplaned, cleared passport control, and collected our rental car (aka the Red Rocket – never has a nickname been so inaccurate), we had several hours of daylight left – so we […]
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