“I never learnt to drive. I remember living in some extravagant world of fantasy at seventeen and informing family, that by the time I needed a car, I’d be in a position to employ a driver…” Noah’s life lessons bite back as he ventures into the Napa Valley…
“If the unwritten sign was wrought reality, it would state: ‘Overweight passengers may cause delays’…” Douglas Blyde takes off to a restorative clinic in Switzerland for a health check…
“It began as a surprise to Mrs L, though I forget the occasion. Valentine’s, I think. Or possibly our anniversary.” Ever the romantic, Larry sweeps Mrs L away for a night of mid-week mystery…
‘Please don’t say I work hard. Nobody is forced to do this job and if they don’t like it, they should do another one.’ These words are not the bossy but ultimately modest utterance of your correspondent, but those of Karl Lagerfeld…
“Having had a simply ghastly European trip a couple of weeks ago, which made us feel that we and ‘abroad’ were destined to be strangers for the near future, we fancied somewhere quintessentially English, but with a twist.”
There’s nothing like a day at the zoo. But as Nick Hammond and family discovered, a night in one is pretty special too…
“There’s an overall palpable sense of history and mystique here, something that doesn’t come as too much of a surprise when you realise that Madeira was a preferred holiday spot to characters such as Winston Churchill.”
“The road is like life in miniature, but stretched, extreme at both ends, much more so when one is flying solo. One moment you’re laughingly ecstatic, the next you’re so terribly low that it’s blackness all around, without end…”
“Brighton is in a league of its own. As soon as the train pulls into the beautifully maintained station you know that this is not Margate, or Blackpool or Scunthorpe.”
“THUD. I’m dicing with death here. That’s the third coconut to narrowly miss my head. In the Seychelles, more people die from falling coconuts than shark attacks.” Jess visits Desroches…
“As a kid I had a sentimentally-illustrated bible, depicting events in the Holy Land circa 2000 years ago. They were pretty, in a chocolate box kind of way, but somehow they didn’t make the place seem real.”
“I could hear my heart pounding as we inched our way around yet another terrifying bend. I could only wish someone had told me how dreadfully nerve-wracking the Applecross Road is before we’d embarked on our drive.”