In 2024 we started our adventures with 4 days in Hanoi, Vietnam.Then on to see friends and family in Taddinton, Derbyshire, Seville, Spain and Gibraltar! Phew! It was great, but our 3 week holiday in Morocco came to a sudden stoop when I fractured my spine but hey it's 2026 and we are travelling again! France and England await!
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Friday, 31 July 2026
Watch out! Wallace is about!
A Bubble of a Birthday, Wedding and Auction
Though now a famous auction house based in Leyburn, Tennants actually started as a small local firm right here in Middleham. It auctions vintage cars, bikes, artworks fashion, grandfather clocks and TAXIDERMY! which is quite confronting when you walk into a room of stuffed animal heads.
When we arrived, the complex was buzzing as a massive Indian wedding was in full swing with hundreds of guests. Each side of the family wore a distinct colour, and this particular group was dressed in vibrant pink saris. It was an extraordinary sight!
Actually managed to get in a short walk around town too.YaY!
Wednesday, 29 July 2026
There's some reight queer signs in Yorkshire!
My parents always called me a daft Apeth (halfpenny) when I was a kid, but we never saw signs for extreme wildfires.
The 'give way to oncoming traffic' sign is a daily trauma as the road narrows to a single lane bridge or laneway... and the Kettlewell sign is just fun!
That’s the Moors for You!
An easy 5-mile walk today... across the moors and along the river.
Of course, we got lost straight away, but we crossed paths with a lovely guy from Leeds who pointed us in the right direction. He told us that not so many years ago, the village didn't have electricity, and even now, there are still only two streetlights! Back then, they relied on a local hydro scheme, and twice a week, you’d take your batteries down to the river and get them recharged.
Once we got our bearings, onto the moors we went. They really are steep .When you’re walking across them, it feels like your ankles are bent at right angles to your feet! Of course, we saw sheep, more sheep, and... yes, even more sheep.
The moors are vast, and right now, there’s just the faintest blue haze before the heather develops its purple bloom in September.
Walking here brought back so many memories. Growing up, it was drilled into us: If the fog comes in, DON'T MOVE. Sit down and wait. Fog can descend in an instant, and one wrong step could send you into a deep chasm. I can still remember sitting huddled in grassy hollows with my friends, watching the mist drift past, until suddenly it cleared and we were bathed in sunshine - or, more likely, pelted with sleet and rain.
Well... that’s the moors for you!
On the way back we e\ven found a kissing gate ... a teenage delight! Still fun!
Tuesday, 28 July 2026
Foxglove Cottage, Swinton Estate, and a Summer Birthday
A Decade Since Manly. Reunions, New Beginnings, and Baby Evelyn!
I can't believe it's ten years since we last met up in Manly! Really enjoyed seeing Andrew (Roger's second cousin) Alex and Evelyn at the Richard III pub . As you can imagine there was lots to talk about. So much has happened - Covid, Andrew and Evelyn living in New Zealand and moving back to UK, new houses and apartments and of course the arrival of Evelyn!
The pub of course is full of horse memorabilia. The chef at the pub has great reviews but on this day had had an accident and broken her hand! Still a great meal and catch up!Roger even managed to snatch an hour's reading!
Monday, 27 July 2026
A Dales Walk with a Dash of History
Our plans for walking on this trip had been thoroughly thwarted by the intense French fires, but the Yorkshire Dales finally gave us our chance. We set off for a short walk around Jervaulx Abbey, and just as we parked the car, we bumped into Ian Burdon - the current owner of the abbey and its surrounding 350 acres of land.
We stopped for a chat… because of course we did!
His father, Major W. V. Burdon, bought the abbey and land back in 1971. When the Major died in 1980, the estate was inherited by his eldest son, Rae. But really, who wants to inherit a crumbling 12th-century Cistercian abbey ruin? Rae certainly didn't. Luckily, Ian did. He bought out his brother and has spent the decades since managing and preserving the site.
Bravo, Ian!
With the abbey’s history fresh in our minds, we set off on our six-mile walk, wandering past sleepy sheep, ancient stone bridges, a fair few stiles, and sweeping farmer's fields. A bloody brilliant day.
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