The credit card saga: part III
(The conclusion of the whole sorry tale. You can find part I here and part II here) At 1.30 I head back to the bank. Again. I’m beginning to feel like it’s an unhappy second home. As I reach the … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: April 2014
The credit card saga: part II
(To remind yourself of part I of the story, go here) I wake up early on Monday morning. Despite Sarah’s calming influence yesterday, I’m feeling twitchy. What if the card isn’t in the machine after all? Or what if I … Continue reading
The credit card saga: part I
It’s Palm Sunday, around 10am, and I’m on my way to the station to catch a bus to Siracusa. I know I’ve got enough money to get my bus ticket, and the people I’m meeting in Siracusa have offered to … Continue reading
No clothes, please: we’re British
As we pull into Bristol airport it becomes apparent what the boys have been whingeing about for the past week. A large sign looms ahead, telling us prices for the different parking areas – including pick-up and drop-off. It’s only … Continue reading
… and breathe!
So, what’s been going on around these parts? Well, I’m glad you asked. I’ve just got back from celebrating niece number one’s third birthday (cake and muddy dogs and small children – fabulous) and doing the whole international ‘meet the … Continue reading
