If you were hoping for something about rhinos, or wine, then I’ve sold you short, I’m afraid. There is lunacy aplenty, however. The heading is the name of an album by Man, one of my most favourite bands. Man are … Continue reading →

Heading back up the Great Ouse, Lucy at the tiller. We’ve just pumped out our waste and taken on fresh water. All is well, despite the anxious moments when we first opened the valve. We got a rare sight soon … Continue reading →

After the Lemon Tree, we made a pilgrimage to Ely Cathedral. It’s a Norman cathedral, built after William’s conquering armies finally defeated Hereward the Wake. Hereward’s fighters defended the Isle of Ely for five years. It actually was an island … Continue reading →

We’re heading out in search of coffee, which we found at the Lemon Tree Deli. Very nice and they had some amazing vinyl. Didn’t buy any.

‘FFS’ is, I believe, the accepted abbreviation. I am in a crocodile of tourists, led by the bloke in red, heading down to the river for a punt tour. We – well, not me – were hustled outside King’s College, … Continue reading →

And look, there goes Rachel. Actually, she wasn’t long. 

So that’s Max out of action for a while. Might take a look too, though to be honest the vinyl thing hasn’t grabbed me, even though I wanted it to. Old stuff on vinyl, on my old record player, yes. … Continue reading →

I suspect the driver was pretty annoyed with me for taking this. Leaning across the yellow line, dog on lead, precarious phone.  But I’ve learned a fundamental trainspotter’s lesson today: NEVER travel without your books. I took them out because … Continue reading →

We stopped at Ely, and went in to explore. Rae and I had been before, but only to the cathedral, which is lovely. What you see here – a bit blurred, which will make sense in a minute – is … Continue reading →

Lucy’s first tiller time. So far so goo…..