We spent most of Monday at the airport in Barbados, firstly waiting for friends, and then Mr B’s parents. Friends were in transit en route back from sailing round islands I had only ever dreamt of and were scheduled to have five hours on Barbados before their flight back to sunny Gatwick. Great, we thought, we can pick them up and go for lunch. Except local airlines don’t quite work
We love exploring, either close to home on an afternoon out, slightly further afield on a weekend away, or to a far flung destination picked because it happened to be on page 83 of the travel guide and we were asked to pick a number between 1 and 230.
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Flying with MummyBarrow
I love flying. I have been doing it since I was little and have been flying with my children since they were six weeks old. In fact as they were born in the Middle East both C and J had been on more planes than buses and trains put together by the time they were five. Our main family holiday for the past three years has been a pilgrimage to
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It’s good to be back. Or is it?
Don’t get me wrong, I love travelling. I have been lucky enough to have done alot of it over the past 40 years, from campsites in France to amazing business trips to ski holidays to Caribbean beach holidays. I am priveleged to have seen an awful lot of the world. Indeed I lived in Saudi Arabia for six years (going out initially on a three month contract two weeks after
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Paris is just … well…. dirty.
People talk about Paris being the city of romance. Of love. Of wandering couples arm in arm, gazing adoringly at each other or sitting in the park sharing vin et pain. Certainly there was some of that. Today, though, two other things struck me. The first was that the so called Red Light district is right in the middle of the main route from the tourist attractions in the
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How men and women prepare for a weekend away
A weekend away recently made me ponder how men and women prepare for a weekend away completely differently. For Christmas my parents gave us an all expenses trip to France and an offer of looking after the children and the dog. So as soon as we heard April 29th was to be a bank holiday we booked our weekend away to make the most of that “free day”. That