A fractured family

Day 7 – a week of our holiday has gone by already and we are settling into something of a routine. Murray and I wake up at ‘old person o’clock’, somewhere between 6 and 7am. Murray ambles down to the local supermarket to pick up a newspaper and milk, and I message the kids toContinue reading “A fractured family”

Slough – ‘where life is stationery’

‘Not here you don’t. This hotel has been closed for years,’ are not the words you want to hear when you arrive at the hotel you think you’ve got a reservation in for the next week. My first thought was we’d be somehow scammed. Had I booked on a fake Holiday Inn website? But fromContinue reading “Slough – ‘where life is stationery’”