Or so I kept telling myself, as it was “tayta’s” in the water (or “freezing”, for those outside East-/South-end). It had to be done though. I’m proud of Squiffy for having a go also, even if it  meant that her extremities were still white for an hour afterwards…

I’m learning more and more about our bus; more and more things are going wrong! This is to be expected, I guess, as we don’t really know its history. We got our fuel leak fixed and also I had the fuel filter changed at the same time. Oh and the fuses keep popping out of […]

Our first Swiss campsite was in Rolle, on Lake Geneva. We parked up at night on the front, right next to the lake. I woke up early the next day to suck in the view. Some people live full-time on the campsites that we’ve been to. On this one, I could be tempted. Note to […]

I worked in Zurich for a short spell a few years ago. The business people with whom I came into contact took themselves very seriously. Don’t get me wrong: They were great people and had most interesting things to say. I just couldn’t find a single soul who told a joke, or laughed at mine. […]

Driving south-east from Dijon, the landscape changes within what seems like just a few miles; from the straw-coloured agricultural flatlands to fern-green forests, repair-ready barns to alpine log chalets. The air seems somehow lighter, crisper. We have crossed the border into Switzerland. The road twists and climbs. Hearing cowbells, live, for the first time invokes […]

When you have a 25 year old automobile with English signs down the side and a noisy engine, you get a lot of strange looks when you chug up to places in France. However, this is nothing comapred with the (understandably) bemused faces that greeted us when we put ourselves on segways to take a […]

I hqte foreign keyboqrds:

[If you are easily offended, a member of my girlfriend’s family or a potential future employer, please skip this post.] So I got all the way to Dijon without having to use a French standy-uppy-toilet-for-number-twos. I’m writing to you from the Dijon city municipal campsite which, as municipals go, is pretty good actually. Alas, in […]

We’re on our way to Switzerland, via Dijon, and stopped-off to eat our cheese cobs in the walled Medieval city of Langres. We took some arty shots to give you a view of the typical architecture of this region.

Today’s Photo of the Week shows what daveb refers to as a ‘Squiffy Park’. It could be argued that I got a little too close to the bushes. However, he did come away unscathed.