Tenerife: A Pool Day

We need to take a rest, the pool beckons, the fight for sunbeds is won and my fantasies are unfulfilled.

Tenerife – A Saharan Wind

Occasionally the quiet tranquility of our winter sun idyll can be interrupted by a hot wind straight from the Sahara often laden with the finest sand. It has once or twice gone so high as to come down eventually on our Yorkshire streets, coating cars and benches with dust. There is our connection with home,... Continue Reading →

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