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A very civilised afternoon …

After a slow train journey back to London, we arrived back to Kings Cross Station. Instead of rushing to join the taxi queue, we wandered over to the St. Pancras Renaissance Hotel – for Afternoon Tea. Read more…

It’s Sunday and we woke up in a church!

No need to leave the premises, we are already in a church. Hallelujah! Read more…

Battling the rush hour

No matter how much of a rush it is, the way train stations work in the UK is you have to stop, wait and stare at the information board before you continue on your way.

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We’re off to see some magic! Er, maybe disappearing acts …

Hogwarts! Here we come! Read more…

Size matters. Small dog shall fly … much easier

I weigh 6kg and when I am inside the Sleepy Pod Air I am less than 8kg which fits most airlines requirement. Read more…

You + Me + NYC = L.O.V.E.

Gosh, it seems like ages since that last night in NYC.  It’s been a whirlwind since we came home. Read more…

Pre-boarding priviledges – the journey home

Mummy couldn’t believe her ears when the staff at the boarding gate told us to go to the pre-boarding queue!!!! Read more…

Me and my imperfections …

It is already time for my check-ups and de-worming tablets before we leave for home – not more than five days and not less than 24 hours before we re-enter the UK. Read more…

George goes to D.C.

After one full day in NYC, Mummy took advantage of the jet lag factor and made plans for us to take a VERY early train to Washington D.C. Read more…

Winging our way across the Atlantic

After arriving on ferry from the British Isles to Hoek van Holland, we took the Sprinter train,  Read more…

Rules are NOT meant to be broken!

We were so excited when we arrived at The Scarlet hotel – Mummy dumped her bags in the room and we went in search of the path that led to the beach. After all that’s why we’re here! Read more…

A day of reflection, a day of hope

It’s funny isn’t it? From one day we look back and reflect and on the next, we are full of hope. Hope that in the coming days and months that there will be peace, there will be joy, there will be love in our lives. Read more…

Which platform, Paddington Bear?

A very early morning rise just so we don’t lose much of the day travelling all the way to Cornwall. Read more…

And so this was Christmas …

At the back of The Lygon Arms is a garden where we can run Read more…

Bury St. Edmunds by day, by night and by morning fog

We were in Bury St. Edmunds to see Bow and Sandra, but didn’t know what to expect of the market town in Suffolk. Read more…

Border crossings

We had a lovely overnight in Brugge and now the last stage of our journey home – and Mummy remembered in time to buy me a ticket for the train from Brugge to Kortrijk to Lille Flanders and onto Calais … Read more…

Luxembourg by night

By the time we arrived at our hotel in Place d’Armes, night was almost upon us. Read more…

Next stop – Luxembourg!

Good bye Muffin! Goodbye Carolina! Goodbye, Marianne! Goodbye, Lars!  Read more…

Sono una CockerBarbo! (I am a CockerBarbo!) – with a bow in my hair.

I learnt a new Italian word. Poodle in Italian is Barboncino! And a Cocker Spaniel is the same – so in Italian that makes me a CockerBarbo or is it CockerCino? Read more…

Visiting Villa D’Este, sharing a memory

Though Mummy had never been to Lugano, she knew it was close to Como and a special place she wanted to show me. Read more…

Two lakes, two towns, two countries in one day

We woke up to raindrops on the window and thought – what a bummer!  We had a day trip planned to go to Como (Italy) and Lugano (Switzerland) Read more…

Muffin, we have arrived!

After a seamless flight from Vienna to Zürich, we are back on more familiar tracks – the train. Read more…

Good night, good morning, goodbye, good flight – all’s good!

Good night – time to go to bed in our very white room.  Read more…

Guten Morgen Wien!

The one good thing about having to wake up early is to catch the sunrise, though Mummy would happily have lie-ins – which she is planning to do once we’re at our next destination. Read more…

A very white room with a view

We arrived in rainy Vienna – the bus stopped across the canal from the hotel. So we walked along rush hour traffic till we found the bridge to cross the canal. Read more…

Up, up in the Air and a little hiccup!

After our encounter with the fox, we got on with the day. We arrived at Heathrow Terminal 2. This time Mummy did not get lost like she did the week before.   Read more…

Un día en Artà

The nearby town where we’re staying in Mallorca is Artà and on Day 2, Manuelas suggested we have a little walk around the town and to visit the church and monastery on the hill. Read more…

Kisses for Marie (a Bolonka) in Dusseldorf

Another day, another car ride to the airport, another panting session Read more…

More tummy rubs, please!

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Along the Dorset coast

After our train journey from Waterloo to Weymouth, we drove through the scenic Dorset countryside before arriving at our hotel – The Seaside Boarding House in Burton Bradstock. Read more…