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Muffin, we have arrived!

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

Breezing through Vienna

We had an afternoon and an evening in Vienna, so it was going to be packed with things to do.

Butterflies on my mind

“Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly.“

Waiting for the bride!

Finally the day has arrived.  Mummy tied a blue ribbon that matches her dress around my neck. 

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

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

George scores an A+

Mummy, how did it go? Was George ok on this trip? Did he do a runner?

Crossing the waters

Another travel day, another early start. Today we’re taking a ferry across the channel. We’re going home.

Adios, Mallorca!

I had an amazing time. Thank you Manuela for having us to stay at your beautiful home in Mallorca. 

Five cats, Eight donkeys and me!

On our last night in Mallorca, Manuela suggested we have dinner in a finca, Sa Tafona.  Lovely, I thought, we can sit outside and enjoy the

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

Sunset at Colonia St Pere

That’s me at Colonia St Pere posing just as the sun was starting to leave us for the day. And Manuela captured the moment when Mummy took that photo.

It was all worth it!

Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness! We have arrived! No more car rides, no more planes and trains and everything that moves on wheels.

Wir sind in Deutschland!

We made it! This is George reporting from Düsseldorf after a very long and tedious journey

Shall we travel by Parcel Post?

Mummy, Parcel Post might be the fastest way for us to travel.  This way you don’t have to spend a whole day in front of the computer and

An English summer at the Seaside

George, remember the very rough beach we went to on New Year’s Day?  Mummy was so nervous about us going on it because of those mighty

I remember …

when it was just Mummy and me, the time before George entered our lives.

Darcy

Darcy

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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