This is the place to start – a site log.

Good day one and all and thank you so much for visiting my little site here about my various travels both near and far and my musings on just about everything.  If you wish to read my latest entries please go to the one immediately below this and work back as they go in reverse order (most recent to oldest) from there.  Alternatively, if you wish to search for something in particular then please use the search panel in the upper right corner.

For those that do not know me, I am to technology what a sumo wrestler is to synchronised diving i.e. I simply cannot do it. I have just conjured up a mental image there that I really wish I hadn’t!

I have owned this site since January 2018 and have been working very hard trying to resurrect writings from long ago which were previously on other websites.  One of them was callously killed off by the corporate greed of a massive internet presence who have already been prosecuted in various countries for lying and the other by lack of interest by the owners.

Eventually I have worked out how to pin (I believe that is the techie term) this page so it remains at the top of my list of entries. I have decided that the only way for me to keep any vague semblance of order here is to backdate the entries of my various trips to the relevant dates which may make them hard to find and so I am creating this page to assist you – hopefully! I shall keep you informed here of completed travelogues and those under construction.  Please do read on. Continue reading “This is the place to start – a site log.”

I got there in the end aka Namur to Beauraing via Dinant.

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A good place to wake up.

The morning of the 14th duly arrived with Fergy well rested and waking in a very comfortable bed in a hotel that was probably slightly above his budget and in a city he had no intention of even being in but a little luxury is enjoyable now and again. The luxury was only slightly marred by the fact that my room smelt more like a kebab shop than the actual kebab shop I had purchased my supper in the previous night. I must say I felt a twinge of remorse for whatever poor woman was going to have to clean the place. In my defence I had not made a mess, it was just the smell.

I was determined to make Beauraing that day as it had now assumed something of the mantle of a Holy Grail because it seemed as if the Fates had determined I was not going to get there. OK, so I had missed a train and this is perhaps a bit hyperbolic but that is the way I felt, it was Beauraing or bust! Continue reading “I got there in the end aka Namur to Beauraing via Dinant.”

Last day in St. Julian and Sliema.

Saturday the 9th of March and my penultimate day i.e. last full potential sightseeing day on Malta before flying home on the Sunday and so what to do? Go and visit one more of the many sites I still had not managed to visit. Maybe make a flying visit to Gozo which I still had not reached despite best intentions but they do say the road to Hell is paved with them. Six years after the event I rely on looking at my daily images to piece together my day but in this case the honest truth of the matter is that I have no idea according to them as my first image is timed at 2253! Continue reading “Last day in St. Julian and Sliema.”

Fort Rinella and a very Big Gun.

Armstrong 100 ton gun, Fort Rinella, Malta.
Look at the size of this monstrosity – 100 tons to be precise

The morning of the 8th of March came around with decent weather which was a blessing and I realised I only had a couple of days left with plenty left still to see so the decision was what. I had been impressed with the way the Wirt Artna organisation had gone about their business at the other sites run by them which I had visited namely the Lascaris War Rooms  and the Malta at War Museum in Birgu, both of which are fully reported in earlier posts in this sequence so I decided to head to Fort RinellaFort Rinella in Kalkara. Continue reading “Fort Rinella and a very Big Gun.”

Day trip to Birgu.

Town sign, Birgu, Malta.
Town sign, Birgu, Malta.

After the washout the day before I was really hoping for some better weather on the 7th March as I only had three full days left and there was still so much to do. Whilst there were various places in the mix, the weather looked pretty good and so I decided on Birgu as it combines two of my great loves which are military history and specifically the Crusading Knights. Continue reading “Day trip to Birgu.”

Another great day out.

The 6th of March came around and I cannot say it was exactly fair but at least it wasn’t raining and so another day out and about seemed called for. Somehow or another time had crept up on me and I realised that I had only a few days left on the island and still had much to see. Continue reading “Another great day out.”