Boots, pack, zimmer
Bugger Bognor
Underground overground wombling free. Backwards from here; forwards in main menu AWAY destinations. Bon voyages indeed.
As in, hoorah, it looks like we’re actually going home. Sitting here in the departure lounge in the airport, surprisingly perky given that I slept not a wink last night, and little...
Joking aside, and lovely as it is here, we’re rather on tenterhooks, fingers crossed that our flights don’t get canned again. It’s all been wonderful, but it’s...
Well, without wishing to hex anything, we’re cautiously optimistic that our days in this living hell are numbered. Got the email from Qatar to confirm that, as expected, our flight...
We didn’t just go to the beach. Ok, we went to the beach. In the morning, and then again in the afternoon. But we also went out! Wooooh!
Ok, not far. Just to the local metropolis...
Back on the beach. Well there’s nowhere else to go really, and being five minutes walk from our gaff and also being one of the nicest beaches we’ve ever been to, it’s...






