Sitting by the little pond in my parents garden last night reading was a near perfect moment until it a touch of solo holiday guilt overwhelmed me knowing that my New Zealand family and friends were down under with the dark and cold. Separation from family and... Teetering on the cusp of England and Wales is the bibliophile’s playground of Hey-on-Wye, famed for its second hand bookshops and book festival. If you are a book lover, Hay will keep you entertained in the shops’ maze-like layouts and millions of books on... These days, trips down memory lane are a frightening experience. I am now that older person who reminisces about how things used to be. Today I had lunch with my Dad and Brother is a tea shop in Newport which was once a bookshop where I had a Saturday job when I was... Wandering through the meadows of Hampton Court Castle today there was an overwhelming sense of Englishness about the place. The castellated architecture set in ancient landscape, formal flower and walled kitchen garden speaks of old world history. The kind of... Even though the jet lag has passed it still feels like I am living in a parallel universe. Living in the moment, real-time of the northern hemisphere; and one eye and part of my mind across time zones where @m_treanor remains at Domestic Executive HQ. As he gets up... 