Exploring the world, one place at a time
When Benjamin Franklin set foot on French soil in December 1776 to seek support in the American War of Independence, he came ashore in the tiny Breton port of Saint Goustan. Situated on the banks of the River Loch, adjoining the town of Auray, Saint Goustan is a delightful, picturesque affair. With a cobbled quayside... Continue Reading →
For the last two and a half years, I've had an ever-growing list of posts lingering in my drafts folder that I held off publishing while we were in the throes of the pandemic, and it's got to the point where I haven't been sure what to do with them as it's been so long.... Continue Reading →
When I think of Bilbao, the first place that springs to mind is the Guggenheim Museum, the Frank Gehry-designed curved titanium and glass behemoth that put the Basque capital firmly on the international art map in the late 1990s. But there's much, much more to the city than its most iconic building. I recently spent... Continue Reading →
I'm a little ashamed to admit I hadn't heard of Wells, England's smallest city, until a couple of months ago when my Bristol-based sister and brother-in-law took my mother there on a day out. My mother came back raving about the place, insisting I had to go as she knew I'd love it. Fast forward... Continue Reading →
After visiting the Winnie the Pooh exhibition at the V&A, my friends and I headed east, stopping for lunch at Madame D, a Nepalese restaurant on Commercial Street. The restaurant's menu features a series of sharing plates so we each chose one and shared them between the four of us: Naga chilli beef puffs, hakka... Continue Reading →
Little Old World 