When a pilgrimage becomes a cafe crawl
Here you'll find my thoughts about life, travel, books and, because I love a laugh, the occasional spoof. All this from the perspective of a small town, on an island, in a country that's too close to the Antarctic for comfort.
Nau Mai, Haere mai. Come on in!
In which we discover the price of an hour’s walk
For the first time, there’s an autumnal feel in the air.
I thought the heat had addled my brain
It was a simple case of straight on today
Blistology is the thing around here. Most pilgrims are experts.
Cortes and mas cortes gets the job done