We find our hotel, The Minster, with no trouble. An alleyway off the main road leads to a parking area, and we roll our bags up the slight incline to enter a warren of twisting and turning corridors to find our rooms. They are clean, comfortable and adequate, but not more; the hotel looks like… Continue reading York
Month: June 2008
Northward bound—-
The trigger for our trip is the arrival of a visitor from the US, my sister. We hope that the days and days of planning by Bernard, the best travel agent around, guarantees a comfortable and well-organized journey north. There are always unknowns. That’s part of the fun, they say. But at our ages, unknowns… Continue reading Northward bound—-
BLISS
Lunch today in our garden with my darling, under an arbor of fragrant, pink tea roses; a white platter on the glass table before us, piled with coral smoked salmon and green capers; ripe summer tomatoes and finely sliced red onion; slender wedges of lemon; parsley from the garden. Tiny brown-spotted quail eggs nestle in… Continue reading BLISS