Travel, life, loves and laughs.
We ran our first Park Run a little over a year ago. My friend, Alison, used to participate in Brisbane when the children were babies although where she got the energy from in those days, I’ll never know. Then, last year when we visited them in Bristol and thoroughly enjoyed the experience at the Kings Weston Junior Park Run (4-14 years).… Read the rest
It’s Halloween. The kids are excited and the ghosts and ghouls are out. Despite the popularity of Halloween these days a couple of things strike me as rather ironic tonight.
Firstly, the fact that most people don’t even really know what Halloween is.… Read the rest
Add ballet to Tchaikovsky and what do you get? Well, actually, there are a couple but by far the most famous is Swan Lake. The story is based on the fairytale where the beautiful princess, Odette, is cursed by an evil sorcerer.… Read the rest
It’s funny how we (I) can live our lives in such a bubble. Opened in 2016, The Green Planet, like most things in Dubai, is relatively new. However, it still surprises me that I didn’t know about it until a birthday party there a few weeks ago.… Read the rest
There’s one thing to be said for triathlons – they’re over nice and early! Yes, you might have to get up at 5am but by 9am the day is yours again. And so it goes this morning at the Al Mamzar triathlon.… Read the rest
All good parties have a serious side that goes along with the fun. Today’s party for Brad’s 40th has a good deal of both! Let’s Brunchology!
My friend Diana (wife of said birthday boy), has given up a girls’ weekend, organised a surprise birthday party with 33 guests, plus other weekend surprises (a mini break at the Burj Al Arab no less) as well as having coordinated a house move in the last week. … Read the rest
I’m a bit surprised at first when Ahmed arrives to pick Vaishali and I up in a van to explore Cairo. Then I remember his sister, Dina and her three children, Aya, Adam and Hana are joining us too so the van makes sense. … Read the rest
Our evening in Amman begins when Banan pulls up to pick me up from the hotel. Chic as always, she’s in jeans and an airy white shirt and beams at me as I jump in the car. … Read the rest
As I begin writing about the artifacts contained in the National Museum of Beirut, my enthusiasm carries me away and there ends up being too many favorites to fit into just one post. So, I have divided the five original subheadings into separate posts.… Read the rest
As I begin writing about the artifacts contained in the National Museum of Beirut, my enthusiasm carries me away and there ends up being too many favorites to fit into just one post.… Read the rest