After a very long pause, I continue with my series of posts telling the story of our trip to Scotland and back to get married.
I've recently joined Jo in a drive towards more fitness and have rescinded the use of tram transport in and around Bern in favour of foot power.
Elegug Stacks are two limestone pillars standing freely, a short distance from the cliffs on the coastline of Pembrokeshire in south west Wales. Due to their inaccessibility, a multitude of birds are allowed to breed in comparative peace.
As is pretty common for me, I have once again decided to shift things around here at Permanent Tourist.
If you want to take a photo of someone else that they'll be happy with, or if you're being photographed, then here are the most important non-technical tips to remember.
One of my Gran’s endearing terms was “smogging” (which the rest of us know as “snogging”).
Photographed on Freshwater East beach during a family trip to Wales, where we used to go on family holidays.
A great moment as a family’s dog can barely contain himself on the way to the beach.
Because I've wasted so much time with pointless babbling, I have had no time to create books of photography and of special holidays, yet I have wasted ten percent of my working day in inanities. So, no more. No more drivel. No more wasted time and a re-invigoration of my creativity.
Visiting Stromboli was a long-time goal for both Jo and for me, though for Jo much longer than myself!…