Quad Biking, Ouarzazate, Morocco

Riding into battle in Ouarzazate

We sat astride our trusty steeds, praying our nerve would hold and the day be victorious. I subconsciously adjusted my helmet for the fourth time, and felt the rather skittish power beneath by thighs with some apprehension. The dawn call to prayer that had so poignantly resonated around the north African valley only a few hours earlier seemed a lifetime away, and I fervently hoped
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Chesterfield Mayfair, London

Afternoon tea – the London way

I love London, and make a couple of forays into the big city each year on the pretext of taking in some culture, seeing the latest exhibition at the British Museum, and walking the pavements in shoes that look the part but give me blisters. Or that’s what I tell people. Really I’m just there for the afternoon tea! Sometimes I even go twice in one weekend,
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Mansudae Grand Monument, Pyongyang

Debunking the myths of North Korea

When I think of North Korea it’s about nuclear weapons, and an insular authoritarian dynasty that so many inhabitants want to flee. I’ve seen the documentaires, and watched in disbelief as I try to reconcile the stories of those who have escaped with the fact that the rest of the world no longer lives in the dark ages. Despite the rumour that unicorns exist in the country
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El Camino Bracelets

At last a label to love? El Camino bracelets

I hate labels… I was recently at a conference where during the ice-breaker everyone was asked the inaugural question, So who are you? People duly answered, I’m a banker from London; I’m a retired dentist from Brighton; I’m a swan-wrangler from middle earth… Ok, well maybe not the latter, but without exception, they all labelled themselves according to their jobs and careers. Now I hate
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Banyan Tree, Bangkok, Thailand

Super power turtles at Bangkok’s Banyan Tree

I was busy painting my toenails and hubbie was earnestly flicking through millions of TV channels in the vain hope of something decent to watch, when the doorbell rang. We have a door bell? There followed several cowardly seconds of ‘you go’…’no, you go’, until we both went and timidly opened the door to our hotel room. Good evening sir, madam, would you like turndown
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Sofitel So Bangkok

Half way to the clouds: luxury living in Bangkok

Hubbie is feeling oh so masculine at the moment! He’s sitting in an arty farty club lounge just along from Bangkok’s gay district, eating miniature cheese and biscuits, sipping pink cocktails whilst Thai chaps in sparkly gold trousers prance around with fake tea lights in a traditional candle ceremony. Yet he’s enjoying being waited on hand and foot, appreciating the creative food presentation, and although he won’t
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