The Armchair Traveller

Being a Wellingtonian living in London one thing I miss a lot about my home town is the fact it is built around a harbour. You are never more than half an hour away from a beach and there is the constant to-and-fro of ships coming in and out of the harbour – and you [...]

Marcel Proust once said:
“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.”
When you live so far away from home like I do, the one thing that keeps you sane are good friends, they seem to become your family. I realised the other day just [...]