An afternoon spent relaxing on the Monmouthshire and Brecon Canal got a bit more exciting when the boat I was on went on a rescue mission.
Brecon is somewhere I’ve visited before and used as a base for walking. This time I was passing through on my way to Cardiff and didn’t have time to get out in the hills.
Instead I had a wander round town and found myself by the new arts centre on the banks of the canal. Boat trips were leaving from just outside and the thought of spending a couple of hours floating down the canal and seeing the countryside from the comfort of a barge was really appealing.Continue reading “Brecon by Boat”
I was a little underwhelmed by Hay-on-Wye, probably because I was there on an ordinary day.
It’s a pretty town with a river and some nice buildings and quite a few bookshops and a lovely cafe where I had the best fried egg roll ever for breakfast. Sounds like my ideal place? It was and if it had been any other town I would have been impressed and declared it a lovely little place. Continue reading “Hay-on-Wye – Britain’s Book Town”
I’m sure there are more glamorous roads to take a road trip along and there are definitely more famous ones, but I’m also sure I’m not going to be the first person to trip the A49.
In the UK roads are labelled with the letters M, A and B with a number following the letter. Unless they’re really tiny in which case they may have a name, but they don’t have a label. Continue reading “Road Tripping the A49”
I read four books in March. That’s a slight improvement on the past few months, but I did cheat a bit.
March was a bit of a cop-out. I’ve been reading so little already this year and March seemed like it would be even worse, so I cheated a bit to up my count.
I read four books this month – one more than the last few months (yay!), but one was a play I only needed to finish, one was a young adult/teenager book and one was a children’s book. I did read one adult novel, but it was a very easy read (so not so yay!).
Yesterday I was in London for a meeting and as I had a bit of time before my train home, and as I was close to King’s Cross Station, I decided to go in search of Platform 9¾. Continue reading “In Search of Platform 9¾”