Travel
The greatest trip…ever (4)
Meredith Taylor continues her description of an investigative trip to Dartmoor, in the footsteps of Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes. Lew Trenchard While talking to the staff ladies, a good question was answered: how can a hotel chain afford to have all these family portraits and beautiful furniture? Donna gave me the interesting solution: Dr.…
Read MoreThe best trip, ever (3)
The intrepid Meredith Taylor follows the footsteps of Russell and Holmes in Dartmoor… Dartmoor, MOOR and Lew Trenchard When we arrived a party of four was sitting right next to the fireplace in the front room. (No fire needed on a Thursday in May.) I was disappointed as this would slow down my quest for…
Read MoreOn the Trail of Russell and Holmes, Or The Best Trip Ever (2)
Friend of Russell Meredith continues her May trip to England… Dartmoor and Lew Trenchard, Part 2 On that first evening, we kept going on one of the major roads and stopped at Two Bridges. MOOR says Russell and Holmes stopped at “an inn” with a Saracen’s Head in Two Bridges. There was no Saracen’s Head…
Read MoreOn the Trail of Russell and Holmes (1)
On the Trail of Russell and Holmes, or: The Best Trip Ever Meredith is a friend, and a long-time Friend of Russell. When she went to England this year in the footsteps of Mary Russell, I told her that if she’d like to write up her trip, I’d be happy to post it here in Mutterings.…
Read MoreMy thanks for a year
Well, that’s about done and dusted for 2010: anyone ready for a new year? I’ve never been much for New Year’s Resolutions—who needs to start a clean slate with a cloud of threat and incipient guilt over her head? But taking down a heavily marked-up calendar whose dozen images you know by heart and replacing…
Read MoreTall ships, taller tales
For sheer happiness, there’s nothing like being out on the water. One of my brightest memories is of a catamaran trip taken years ago in Maui where, when we turned for home, the crew put on a song popular at the time: Alanis Morrisette singing “What if God Was One of Us?” It’s a song…
Read MoreThe day before the day…
I started writing this post in London on Sunday morning, in a family kitchen, listening to the click of the heating system sending warmth towards the radiators. This is a location achieved after one local French train, one high-speed French train, one highly entertaining Paris taxi ride (French/Algerian rap music and a warning about the…
Read MoreOh Lord, stuck in Lisboa again…(or, still.)
Week seventeen of our Twenty Weeks of Buzz finds me in Lisbon, for rather longer than I had intended. You see, there’s this volcano in Iceland that decided to erupt and cover northern Europe with the kind of ash that makes airplanes cough and fall out of the sky like flies hit with bug spray,…
Read MoreForeign airs
So the way it started was, last year I had a conference in Hawaii and my family badly needed a break, too, so I flew them out for ten days following my conference, even though I had a book I needed to work on. I told them—I told myself—that I would be working on the…
Read MoreLost in the medina
I am currently in Morocco, eating the world’s most gorgeous cooking and wandering the narrow streets of Fes. I’ll post a photo or ten when I return to Lisbon later in the week, but in the meantime, don’t forget that this week’s contest is “My Fantasy Library,” with the description and details here. Send your…
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