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BANGOR. I Dine Again At Domu.

Time’s meat slicer is beginning to shave away at the days as the end of the year sneaks in on the quiet. I fancied a trip out, not too long, before the days turn into the annual “blink and you’ll miss them” short bursts of sunlight fighting for attention between great walls of murk. To that end I picked Bangor, the university town in North Wales as my destination, it’s […]

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MORECAMBE. A Vintage Day Out.

It was to the coast for me last weekend, to Morecambe for the Vintage By The Sea festival.

It’s an event I only dropped onto last year though it has been running for a while. It’s an excuse to raid the dressing up box and polish, or get your chauffeur , to polish the drop head Bentley or elegant Alvis and pootle along to the seaside.

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BIRKENHEAD. The Market, A Bacon Butty, The Park & A Squirrel

Thursday last was one of those days. I was at home trying to work through stuff but I knew that I wasn’t making any real progress. Days like this come and go so I’ve developed an approach that works for me. If I’m not getting anywhere with the days jobs, I just leave it and go out for a couple of hours, come back and start again. I know not everybody has the luxury of downing tools when they want to this is just me and my situation.

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EDINBURGH. The Day Continues.

Right, so where were we? I’d just had a reviving coffee and cake and was ready to head out into the madness that is the Edinburgh Fringe. My plan ( yes I do plan things, not too often though) was to head up along Lothian Road for starters and then continue south towards the suburb of Morningside. My plan was to take in as much of the city as I […]

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EDINBURGH. A Day At The Festival.

Hello from Edinburgh, the Festival is in progress and I am here for the day. Arriving about half an hour ago the first order of the day was of course coffee and cake. Today’s venue is the Red Cockerel on Princes Street and the choice is a latte and an almond croissant. The plan I’m thinking of is to head up Lothian Road and back onto the Royal Mile through […]

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