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Following my posts about the crazy video clog-blog that won me a trip to Blog08 in Amsterdam, you may be interested to visit the Clogblogger site. Yes, I’ve done it, and it’s live. Click here to check out the latest in the Clog-osphere. (That would include Clog tape dispensers like the one above!)

Malaysia Part 18 – Langkawi legends and lost ice lollies

One day, Monsieur and I found ourselves suffering from Resort Fatigue so we decided to get out and explore the island on a chauffeur-driven jeep tour. We were collected from main reception before being whisked out of the complex and into Langkawi’s beautiful landscape. Our driver was friendly and full of advice regarding what we should see. As we drove…

New York – A Grand Central Vacation

For some time now, I’ve been promising to write a list of things to do in New York for a colleague who’ll be visiting there soon. Then I thought, better to blog it. Same result, different method. Here’s the first part: It’s family legend that as a foetus I first kicked in New York. My parents…

Winter Grasse

Monsieur and I were in Cannes for New Year but soon decided to leave the heaving Croisette for a little trip elsewhere. In our efforts to do just that we drove stop-start through the labyrinthine streets of France’s answer to Tinseltown trying to find a way out. This took a while but a U-turn and…

Borough Market, London

Every so often on a Saturday, I’ll trek across town (and the Thames) to shop at Borough Market, always returning with enough food to feed a small European state and cursing at the lack of space in the refrigerator. If you love food, it’s a great day out. If you don’t love food, it’s still…

Crazy Playmobil

My brother and I grew up with Playmobil – little people who came in theme sets, from the Wild West with forts, cowboys and Indians, hospitals with operating theatres and ambulances. Today, Playmobil is still going strong, but I don’t think the German manufacturers will be able to get their heads around this little number….

London Markets – Portobello

The problem with travelling a lot is that it becomes easy to forget what’s on our doorstep. Recently, I’ve been re-visiting some of London’s markets so on Saturday, I put on my Fit Flops and walked to Portobello Road. If you’ve seen Notting Hill, you’ll know all about the Portobello Road area. There are market…

One Night in Paris and London

  Monsieur trots off to Paris for work. I stay in London. Yesterday morning on the way to the tube, Monsieur and I preview our days ahead. “Darling,” I say, “you’re so lucky. You’re going to Paris for meetings, have a cocktail event in the Louvre tonight, you’re staying in a lovely hotel with very soft beds and really…

Malaysia Part 12: In search of bound feet shoes

Back in London, I had been planning our Malaysian itinerary when something in the guidebook caught my eye: “Wah Aik, 103 Jalan Kubu. Renowned for making silk shoes for bound feet. With foot binding no longer practised, the shoes are now lined up in the window as souvenirs, at a mere RM75 per pair.” I…

Malaysia Part 11 – In the Night Market

Melaka was livelier in the dark than she had been in the daylight. Once we’d bade farewell to Cedric, we walked across to Jonker Street, past the miniature windmill surrounded by a perfect bed of flowers that would look more appropriate in Disneyland. It was a very different place to the one we’d left that…

Say it in French at Latitude Sud

  On the corner of rue des Bernardins in Saint Germain, Paris, there’s a wonderful little boutique full of tee shirts bearing witty French slogans. Suddenly, saying “j’aime pas le matin” (I don’t like mornings) looks chic. Unfortunately, when Monsieur and I spotted this retail gem (named Latitude Sud), it was well past the owner’s bedtime, so we couldn’t…

Epic Ingredients 1: Italian herb blend

One of the things I love best about travel is the change in culinary scenery. At deli shops and supermarkets, I pick up herbs and ingredients to help replicate dishes at home. In Naples, I love those little food shops that are so cram-packed full of foodstuffs that you can barely move, once in the…