Haiku
In the cottage now;Wind whistling through the keyholeLike a laser beam Jumping on the popular bandwagon!
In the cottage now;Wind whistling through the keyholeLike a laser beam Jumping on the popular bandwagon!
We went for a walk just outside Diocletian’s Palace. Street art isn’t a very big thing here, but I like what we saw. Also the art nouveau interiors and doorways were very pretty. The fish market was unfortunately out of action as it was All Saint’s day – in fact almost everything was closed, just […]Read Post ›
This is a wonderful maquette of Diocletian’s Palace – you can really see the scale of Emperor’s vision here Here are some photos from our first day in Split as we explored Diocletian’s Palace. It is the most amazing place, hard to believe it is still in everyday use after almost two thousand years. Inside […]Read Post ›
Monday morning. First of November. We have been warned that everything is closed today, but no matter. Maja arrived at ten on the dot bearing two heavy carrier bags, mainly of home made provisions. Her own wine, oil, vinegar, jam. Organic juices, maple syrup, he own grapes, plus cornichons, mayonnaise and some other jars and […]Read Post ›
We walked from the bus station to our apartment up the hill. We had been warned by the tourist information lady that a taxi would take a very long route because of the one way system, so up the hill we trudged. We found the street. But not the house. I’d chosen to stay here […]Read Post ›
These days going abroad should be easy. But the pandemic has for me at least put back all the stress possible into going abroad, what with all the paperwork, testing etc etc. Having sorted all that out, the rest of the stress that I suffered last week was largely my own fault. Did I check […]Read Post ›
for GD – thank you for a lovely day. Just look at those shoes! and the colour of the skirt! I am no art critic, being of the ilk of I know what I like, and I like what I know, though I am always open to new things and here is a case in […]Read Post ›
George Sand has always been a very romantic figure in my imagination. Ever since I was at my boarding school in Ealing, when Mother Mary Dominic swore me to secrecy not to let the other nuns know that I knew, she divulged that Chopin’s lover, that very wicked woman, had actually been a pupil at […]Read Post ›
I like being a tourist and doing touristy things. I don’t go as far as wearing a kissmequick hat, but I like to see the sights and take the photos. Most of all I like quirky forms of transport. This holiday has been no exception. Now that we’ve settled in to our charming hotel, we […]Read Post ›
Last Tuesday I woke up thinking how uneventful my life has become. I had my breakfast, did a little light housework – very light indeed to be honest- and searched for my book. Never got round to reading it because my husband decided that his detached retina had reattached itself sufficiently for us to risk […]Read Post ›