
Ivy, Max and Sprinkles too – another day in LA
To start our day in LA we needed a lift to Westfield – which really was a 5-min walk down the road from The Peninsula.

To start our day in LA we needed a lift to Westfield – which really was a 5-min walk down the road from The Peninsula.

It was an early morning rise. 4.30am to be precise. And in a NY cab to JFK.

We went a little further afield today – to the Lower West Side to meet Sylvia for lunch at Cipriani Downtown.

A few things to check out in Manhattan – we needed to get Midtown shopping.

There’s been a lot of art in our world of late.


Birthday celebrations must come to an end – at least for the day. The rest of the year – that’s another matter.

It was long in the planning and though plans changed a bit here and there, some people turned up and others had to cancel, it

As our weaved along the hillside streets, we saw in the distance the little village perched on a rock. We’ve arrived in St. Paul de




Well, you don’t really have to go to the Arctic to chill – but Mum, she takes things so literally sometimes.

We have been told we’re on a flight and to be at the airport by 11am.

We left Stockholm for Tromsø for an overnight stopover.

Sometimes you have to travel far to see a friend.



We have never met Roberto and Cocai, the Dog Travellers (Viajeros Perrunos) but when we read their story on an Instagram post, Mum felt compelled

I just had to do it. Enough of this #Brexshit stuff.

In our ongoing travels, we managed to cross the Irish Sea to Dublin – a few years ago.

We’ve hardly been here when Mum was already sorry she did not opt to stay longer …



When one lives in this part of the country, i.e. West Country, there are many rather interesting places to go for walks!

We didn’t know what to expect, we’ve never been.

A short but busy weekend in Bristol with Barnaby and Coco …

It will be another day of travel – best to get in an early morning walk before we spend the rest of the day in

Yaena, Marley and I arrived in Paris later than planned. After the excitement of seeing Mummy –

Yaena took us on the train from Toulon to Paris – longish train ride …
My father’s a miniature poodle called Ginger and my mother an English Cocker Spaniel called Beth. That’s what makes me a cockapoo.
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