The Friday Photo: Our Own Private… Bansko
One of the things I love about skiing is when you get the mountain to yourself. Yesterday, we worked our way through a couple of...
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All Ski Instructors Are Not Created Equal
We meet Emil on a run down the mountain. Or, to be more precise, slightly off the mountain, where Z has landed in a half-arsed...
How (Not) To Go Skiing On A Budget
Someone once compared sailing to standing fully clothed under a cold shower burning ten pound notes. Which would, I guess, make skiing standing in a...
Some Ill-Informed Observations On Bulgaria
The last time I went to Central Europe, it was Eastern Europe, and it was Communist. The last two countries I visited – Czechoslovakia and...
Travel Planning 2012 — Or, Getting My Sh*t Together, Sort Of
I had high hopes for our sojourn in Blighty. By approximately, umm, now, Z and I would have completed a whirlwind tour of the UK,...
A Beach. England. January. Are We Mad?
There is something extremely English about a trip to the beach in winter. Our beaches, like our weather, our teeth and vast swathes of our...
The Friday Photo: Yi Lady Smoking
We met this lady from the Yi tribal minority catching the cable car up to Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, outside Lijiang, China, to tend to...
5 Things To Do With Kids In London
I wasn’t born in London. But I lived in London from when I was five until I was seventeen, and then again from 21 to...
A Day At The Races
The late, lamented Soho lush and gambler, Jeffrey Bernard, tells the story of a man named Antonio, a barman in one of his locals: “His...
The Friday Photo: Black Swan, Gold Carp
At the panda sanctuary in Chengdu, the city where we spent Halloween, the lake is full of koi carp. Scatter food on the surface of...