Just before lockdown, back in February when the first few cases of Covid-19 had been identified here in Seville but life was still normal, we took a weekend trip down to the Axarquía region of Malaga province. Little did we…

Just before lockdown, back in February when the first few cases of Covid-19 had been identified here in Seville but life was still normal, we took a weekend trip down to the Axarquía region of Malaga province. Little did we…
A family trip to Pine Cliffs Resort in the Algarve, Portugal, including a cooking class at Mimo.
Al-Karaouine Mosque and (the world’s oldest) University, founded by a woman in the ninth century. Picnic on the roof terrace of our Air BnB apartment in the Medina (technically shared, but no one else ever used it). The view from…
Living in a city as beautiful as Seville, it’s easy to become complacent. With characteristics alarmingly similar to a Sevillano’s, displaying that inward-looking attitude that so disturbs me, I have actually started to believe this is the most wondrous city…
I’ve always had a thing about mountains. As a child, we spent a week in the Highlands of Scotland every summer. Idyllic memories of rambling over heather-covered moors, clambering up massive grey lichen-kissed boulders, splashing about in ice-cold burns (streams),…