15th November 2016 We woke to another crisp, cold morning with bright sunshine. After polishing off breakfast, I contacted reception to confirm our transfer to the airport for late tomorrow night. The minibus arrived punctually at 9 am to take us to the Wieliczka Salt Mine. A few other passengers were already on board, and… Continue Reading

13th November 2016 The clip-clops echoed over the cobbles until around 11 pm, but it had been a long day, and I only learned this crucial piece of information from Sue at breakfast. By that point, I had already formed a delightful relationship with my Polish pillow and was blissfully unaware of the nags outside.… Continue Reading

13th November 2016 The day after I published the previous blog, the frost arrived, morning fog appeared, and the leaves began to fall. Most of these leaves, much to the benefit of the ‘in-house’ worms at my top allotment, have now been dug into several trenches and covered with soil. The cobnut hedge that Sue… Continue Reading

31st October 2016 Where has autumn gone? Where are the frosts, the wind, the falling leaves? True, I have collected enough to fill one bin and, yes, some of the trees in the garden are changing colour, but most remain green and lively. Daytime temperatures seem fixed around 15 degrees, and at night, I have… Continue Reading

23rd October 2016 Another bright, sunny morning greeted us, though a stiff breeze added a chill to the air as we stepped out onto the balcony to take in the view. After a leisurely breakfast, we packed our small suitcases, checked out at reception, and stored them in a small room provided for that purpose.… Continue Reading

22nd October 2016 Another gorgeous day greeted us. How lucky we’ve been with the October weather. As we stood on the balcony, gazing out to sea before breakfast, we watched several swimmers cutting through the water, undoubtedly covering at least half a mile across the bay as we gazed in awe. They were too far… Continue Reading

21st October 2016 We went to bed last night to the soothing sound of the sea washing against the seawall, three stories below. A rather pleasant way to drift off to sleep. Like Martin Luther King, Sue had a dream. Hers, however, involved rabbits. Apparently, Jamie had acquired another one, this time brown, and I… Continue Reading

20th October 2016 Since returning from Canada, the Palmers, like the rest of the world, seem to be winding down for 2016. With Remoaners and Brexiteers dominating the national news and the Trump v Clinton spectacle monopolising the international stage, it seems this year will be remembered for the vitriol that only our species can… Continue Reading

2nd October 2016 It rained heavily during the night. There were two rumbles of thunder, though there may have been more. When it rains hard on a motorhome, it becomes very noisy, and little else can be heard. Surprisingly, we slept well, particularly Jamie, who confessed he heard nothing at all. We woke to a… Continue Reading

1st October 2016 After a comfortable night’s sleep, punctuated only once (at least as far as I can remember) by the wailing of ghost trains, we woke to another lovely day. The sun was shining down on our picture-postcard surroundings. I think we’re starting to take this scene for granted. On my walk to the… Continue Reading