Monthly Archives: August 2014
The Fishes Wedding
I went with my oldest grandson to the garden centre to buy some more fish for the garden pond. We carried our carefully chosen precious catch home and then tipped it into the fizzing, dark depths of water beneath the … Continue reading
One day travel: Rome, the Eternal City
Originally posted on The Nomadic Panda:
So Rome is on your list of big famous cities to see? You’ve seen the classic Russel Crowe flick Gladiator and now all you dream of is old ruined buildings (or eroded stones) with…
Our first meal on the Island
We had our first meal on the Island that evening. A monkfish and red pepper starter, lambs cooked long and slow with fat, sweet red tomatoes and the huge butter beans that are available all over Spain for main course. … Continue reading
A new handbag at LAX
A NEW HANDBAG AT LAX We took our leave of that splendid hotel room, waved goodbye to Las Vegas and hopped on the forty five minute plane journey to Los Angeles. I love LAX airport because if you stand still … Continue reading
The El Tamborito Band
I closed my eyes for just a moment as the gentle, soothing rhythm of the train lulled me into the arms of Morpheus. I could feel the inside of his warm wrist against mine through the crisp cotton of his … Continue reading
The Big Sur and The Eagles
THE BIG SUR AND THE EAGLESWe were soon on our way on the Pacific Coast Highway-Route One. There is only one album to play on this road and play it we did, on a loop, as we sang along. The … Continue reading
The road to The Alhambra Palace
I shifted in my seat and wound down the window to breathe in the crisp mountain air. I felt as though I had been in the Sierra Nevada forever as the perfect azure blue sky pierced my closed lids. I … Continue reading
The Spanish Market
WHAT CAN I DO WITH A JAR OF QUINCE PASTE? He adored the beach and the sound of the ocean and so every morning he loved to go for a long walk down to the Los Angeles hotel in the … Continue reading
A walk down Camden Road
I have just returned from a walk with a little boy who is five later on this week.We walked through the park collecting leaves and then walked down Camden Road. The first shop we went in was full of furniture … Continue reading
Carole McCall Author and Coach 