As we’re here for 6 months the format of my blog will change in that I will only do entries on days when something out of the daily norm occurs, or the mood takes me or I feel a rant, religious rant, joke coming on, or to celebrate a Wave of life.
Friday, 02 May 2025 Early start again, crack of Sparrows fart, 06:00. The flight to Las Vegas was awesome. Security was a breeze and the flight was comfortable with plenty of free booze, food, movies and time for the odd snooze. Brings back the joy of flying, could almost do this again just for the fun of it.
Then, sadly, we’ve a 7 hour layover in Las Vegas. No point in lounge access as despite charging an arm and a leg they only allow you in 3 hours before take off – what a shitshow. Of course Dragon Pass was useless.Fortunately our flight to Salt Lake is only 55 minutes.
Mike’s there to greet us in his mega truck and we spend the night at Mikes, rather than messing around getting into our condo so late at night.
Has the government completely lost its mind.
Our government is set to give the go-ahead within weeks for scientists to experiment whether the sun could be dimmed to combat global warming.
As much as £50m is expected to be spent on the experiments and analysis.
The methods could involve spraying aerosolised particles high into the stratosphere to deflect a small fraction of the sun’s energy away from the Earth. Early modelling studies have suggested that this may cool the planet relatively cheaply.
We haven’t a smidgen of understanding how the climate works, evidenced by the lack of an accurate computer model, yet here we are frittering away even more money on this political fad now called Climate Change. And why bother, we hardly see the sun anyway.
Have they not heard of “the law of unintended consequences”. Madness.
Saturday, 03 May 2025
Mike does waffles for breakfast – shitin in the tall cotton yet again.
Then we’re off to our condo, home for the next 6 months. Unload all 4 suitcases, then we’re off in the mega truck to pick up our STUFF from Mikes lockup. NB for next year don’t store cans of soda or beer in the lockup over winter, they explode with the -16F temperatures.
Spend the rest of the day unpacking. We’ve really bought to much stuff with us. We now have more clothes in PC than at home. Get to see our first Deer of the year as she strolls around the neighborhood.
Big surprise as we see Michael, who’s not normally here this time of year. That’s great the he and Laurie are here.
A trip to Smiths for vitals, judging by how much we’ve spent, two trolleys full, I think we’ve purchased the whole store.
Finally, it’s a Mexican take away from Chubasco’s. Awesome Burrito, but Wendy and Mike weren’t so impressed. Pity Albertos was closed.
Sunday, 04 May 2025
Seeing Michael driving off to buy their early morning coffee is a pleasant reminder we’re home. All we need now is to see or hear some Sandhill Cranes.
I sure know I’ve arrived home in Paradise when I set off for a sunny early morning stroll round to Ruths garage to pick up my bike; the tyres need pumping up but that’s all part of the joy; then it’s leggier time as I try and get on my bike, yeah I’ve remembered how and don’t fall off; followed by a ride back, enjoying just being here in Paradise, with all the other fitness freaks and thinking how lucky I am to be here.
Finish off the unpacking and reconfigure the condo to our needs.
The trade deal with India has run into controversy almost before it was signed. But stand back and look at it strategically and it makes sense to find ways to link what are currently the world’s fifth and sixth largest economies more closely together – particularly since India, number five, will soon pass Germany and Japan to become number three.
Stand back still further, and you can begin to see how the UK’s trading relationships will develop in the changing world economy. That prediction of India becoming the third largest comes from the International Monetary Fund’s latest World Economic Outlook by 2028.
The top half dozen economies by then, and that’s within the life of this Parliament, will be the US, China, India, Germany, Japan and the UK. So five of the world’s six largest economies will be outside the European Union. If the UK can follow the India deal by building closer trading relationships with the US and China, it will have started to reposition the economy away from Europe and towards the top three. Yeah, bring it on.
And now we add a trade deal with the USA. Not as good as we could hope for but a step in the right direction.
Of course the ANTI-BREXIT fanatics can now go and sulk, and rant about aligning more with EU than the USA. Without BREXIT we could not have these deals. Given a choice I would rather align with USA than that moribund socialist rabble in Europe.
Thursday, 8 May 2025 Start the day with a 2 hour 40 minute call to EE trying to get my mobile working. Tech support guy was not the brightest knife in the box. He had trouble explaining why they were charging me £36 for call when I have free roaming and a £20 spend cap; why they charged me for 0330 calls when my contract stalls ALL calls beginning with 03 are free. Ended up suggesting a new eSIM.
Play Pickleball in glorious sunshine with Mike and Carmel in the afternoon, helps with my EE anger.
Have a few drinks in the evening to calm me down.
Saturday, 10 May 2025
Another gorgeous day. Go on Bub’s hike up the Flying Dog Trail. Not one of the easiest of hikes, all uphill to the Beaver Pond and then all downhill back.
Finally invest in a new pair of Merrell trainers, complete with an all import Vibram sole.I think my existing Merrell Hiking Boots have about had it can feel every Pebble and sand grain, the Merrell soles are that useless. Wendy forced me to buy 6 pairs of hiking socks. I now have more socks than Muslims at a stoning, so I need a new chest of draws to accommodate at least 50 pairs of socks.
Good news is my mobile now seems to be working; the ridiculous 10 door code has now been replaced by a 4 digit code of my choosing; Gas fire is working; new chairs for the deck are on order, it’s a mystery where the other 4 chairs have gone.
Mikes round for Dinner in the evening.
More stupidity and wokeism:
Radiographers at several NHS hospitals have been instructed to ask all men aged 12 to 55 if they are pregnant before performing X-rays.
The controversial policy, aimed at considering non-binary, transgender and intersex patients, has sparked outrage among patients and campaigners alike.
Paradise – we’re home.
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Arrive at Manchester airport early but as usual with anything to do with airports we can’t check in early. Screw the customer and let’s create a queue.
Settle into the lounge with Kurt and have a few beers.
Flights on time and ok.
Typical of the EU we spend 50 minutes getting through immigration. You have to ask yourself do they really want visitors?
Uber to the hotel. It’s the Grandior, 5 star luxury. Finish the night off with a Slivovitz night cap.
While Einstein’s theory of special relativity was published in 1905, there’s no evidence to suggest he first read it aloud in a cafe called “Cafe Einstein” in Prague. Einstein did, however, spend a brief period in Prague in 1911-1912, holding a position at the German University. His theory of relativity was published in 1905, long before his time in Prague.
Friday
Breakfast is awesome, just about everything you can imagine apart from Vodka and Champagne.
Pick up. A hop on off bus tour, red route around the outskirts of Prague followed by a river cruise and some beer. The river cruise wasn’t that impressive but at least it was sunny, even if the wind kept it cool. Beer was good.
Then it’s the rest of the bus tour, followed by a pleasant stroll through the old town, it’s lovely. Stop for lunch and a beer in the Old Town square, it’s just buzzing. How come these places all have a “famous bridge” the Charles Bridge this time.
Decide on a Beer Hall for tonight’s tea, even pop in to see it. Go along in the evening and it’s closed for a private party; never mind plan B we’ll go to the Pilsner Urquell Beer Hall; their kitchen’s closed at 1700. What is it with my first night plans, some how they always screw up – never mind shit happens suck it up.
Find a decent restaurant and of course they serve beer.
Then it’s back to the hotel for a night cap.
Saturday
Day 2 in Prague starts with an awesome breakfast accompanied by live piano music. Then it’s the Old Town bus tour. Stroll across the famous Charles Bridge and settle on another beer. In the PM we stroll around old town in the warm sunshine.
For evening entertainment we go to a medieval banquet, complete with not so exotic dancers; acrobats; more dancers; whirling flame dancers and swallowers. The dancers are a tad better than Hooters.
Leisurely stroll back and then an evening of cocktails at the hotel.
Sunday
Another musical, awesome breakfast. Checkout, and then have a stroll around the Old Town in the sunshine. Try some of the Local street food in the market square. Then it’s another beer.
Stroll back to hotel to pick up the suitcase, stopping for a wine on the way.
Then it’s Uber to the airport and all the usual crap from airport followed by a 2 hour flight home.
With hindsight I think two full days would have been enough. Our last day was just lounging around.
Managed to try most of the popular Czech food:
Trdelník
This iconic street food is a food that you must eat on your trip to Prague. Watching trdelník (chimney cake) being prepared is almost as good as eating it. First, the dough is wrapped around a stick and heated over a flame, creating a chimney shape. It’s then rolled in cinnamon sugar, brushed with butter, and fillings are added.
Goulash
Goulash is a famous food enjoyed all over central Europe. The Czech version is hearty and served with dumplings. It’s one of the top foods to try on your Prague trip. This rich stew, made with tender beef, onions, and paprika, is a comforting dish that showcases the best of Czech cuisine.
Grilované klobása
This is a simple yet delicious snack served at food stalls and restaurants throughout Prague. Not unlike a hotdog, grilované klobása (grilled sausage) is served on bread with mustard. You can pick from a wide range of other toppings according to your tastes. This savory treat is a must-eat food in Prague, offering a quick and satisfying bite.
Palačinky
Similar in appearance to crepes, palačinky (Czech pancakes) are prepared with a different recipe and cooking technique. They can be either savory or sweet and are typically served with toppings like jam, nuts, and cream, or meat and cheese. Palačinky have been enjoyed in Czech households for generations, making them a beloved treat.
Slivovitz
The only thing to drink in Prague is beer, right? Wrong. No trip to Prague is complete without tasting Slivovitz, Bohemia’s exquisite plum spirit. Delicately flavored and warming, this is one to savor. This traditional Czech liquor, made from plums, has a rich history and is a must-try for anyone exploring the local food and drink scene.
Svíčková with knedlicky
Svíčková (braised beef) with boiled knedlicky (dumplings) takes hours to create, and despite its simple appearance, has a delicate combination of flavors. It consists of sirloin beef and vegetables served in a smooth sour cream sauce and is one of the most popular foods in Czech Republic.
Czech beer with pickled cheese
Czechia is world-famous for its beer, and the region has many microbreweries, creating delicious varieties. The best food to accompany these is nakládaný hermelín, a kind of pickled cheese often served with onions, peppers, and dark bread. This traditional pub snack features a soft cheese marinated in oil, garlic, and spices, creating a tangy and flavorful treat that complements the rich taste of Czech beer perfectly.
Perníky
Who doesn’t love gingerbread, with its delicate flavors and fairytale associations? Perník, the Czech variation, is a soft, heavily spiced gingerbread, typically less sweet than other varieties but no less delicious. Perníky has a long history in Czech culture, with recipes passed down through generations, making it a beloved and traditional food in Prague.
Koleno
Koleno, or pork knuckle, is a must-eat dish when visiting Prague. This hearty and flavorful dish features a slow-roasted pork knuckle, often marinated in beer and spices, resulting in tender meat with crispy skin. Koleno is a beloved Czech specialty that showcases the rich and robust flavors of traditional Czech cuisine.
Kyselica – the one that got away. Never mind I have the recipe for Wendy’s Ninja soup maker.
Invented by Romanian shepherds in the 14th century, this delicious soup has endured the ages to become one of the most popular foods in modern Czech cuisine. If cabbage soup doesn’t sound appetizing, it’s because you haven’t tried kyselica yet. It’s a delicious blend of sauerkraut, sour cream, potatoes, smoked sausage, and often mushrooms.
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Check out for 1000 and then it’s the journey up to Split. I had been so looking forward to this drive up the allegedly beautiful coast of Croatia, it was one of my intended highlights of our trip. Turns out to be the journey to hell. 55 minute traffic jams due to roadworks; rain; clouds; sea mist; so no sight of the sea or coastline. Then when we arrive the last mile or so is roadworks and diversions. And some geezer tries to stop me getting to the Airbnb – foreigners, just more EU crap.
Find our Airbnb, no thanks to the confused instructions from the home owner. Why can’t women write simple directions. At least parking is easy – breathes a major sigh of relief. The Airbnb is lovely; well equipped; comfortable; she’s left plenty of essential foods, beer and wine etc., a real nice touch.
Settle in for the obligatory afternoon cup of tea – yes, even in 3rd World EU countries we still have standards.
Then take a stroll to a very local supermarket for tea and breakfast essentials.
Let’s get it right they’re not French fries they’re Belgium fries.
The origin of fries is debated, but Belgium is widely credited as their birthplace. According to Belgian lore, villagers in the Meuse Valley were frying small fish as early as the 1600s. During harsh winters when the river froze, they cut potatoes into thin strips and fried them as a substitute.
However, the French also claim credit, arguing that fried potatoes (“pommes frites”) were popularized by Parisian street vendors in the late 18th century. The term “French fries” became more widespread due to American soldiers in World War I, who encountered them in Belgium but mistakenly associated them with the French-speaking locals.
Meanwhile the British are credited with inventing chips (thicker-cut fried potatoes) in the mid-19th century, not those emaciated Belgium fries. The first recorded mention of chips comes from 1860, when a shop run by Joseph Malin, a Jewish immigrant, in the East End of London began serving fish and chips. Malin is often credited with combining fried fish with fried potatoes, thus creating the iconic British dish, fish and chips.
5 million voters denied their vote.
Thursday
Despite the forecast of rain all day the weather turns out mainly dry with scattered sunny outbursts. After the journey from hell we decide to have a lazy day and just do the major shop for essentials for the next week.
Set off to go for dinner at a local Konoba. Never realised that Apple Maps promoted routes that need climbing gear. What a disaster the route was up muddy paths and steep inclines. We finally make it in one piece although I don’t think it’s done Wendy’s back any good. Routes like this should carry a health warning and advise you that a Sherpa is needed.
Finally get to this highly recommended restaurant that is famous for local dishes. The fish stew I wanted is not on the menu, do these foreigners not realise we have scrambled through hell to get here. Food not as good as Dundo Maroje. Catch an Uber back.
What is it with fresh fruit and vegetables in Croatia, along with a lot of other produce. It all seems poor quality, very limited in choice, as if the rest of the World dumps all its substandard produce and vitals to Croatia. We’re spoilt by American supermarkets.
Friday
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Rain all day so we just hunker down
Coffee on the steps. I told you they’re poor, can’t even afford tables and chairs.
Well it looks like we need to hunker down as it’s rain all day. Who needs a shower when you have nature providing one every five minutes?
Then it stops so we decide to for a walk around Split Old Town, but as we walk outside the heavens open up again. Shit happens, suck it up.
Never mind Wendy settles down to watch “Greys Anatomy”, it’s not yet 1700 so thankfully I get to pass on it.
Finally 1700, wine time.
An old rant from Pat Condell – Europe is Killing Itself – but oh so true today in both the Evil Union and now in the UK. Will we ever learn?
It’s banned in Germany, the home of that failed lunatic Angela Merkle who encouraged them to come.
Although our Airbnb is very modern and pretty well organised, like all such places there is such rank stupidity:
1” postage stamp sized bedside tables!
Shower head does not fit in bracket – fixed with a piece of cardboard.
Bathroom heater doesn’t work.
Patio door requires the skill of a Sumo wrestler to shut it.
No microwave yet they have a kettle. How can anyone survive without a microwave.
Considering that toast is the main breakfast item in Croatia, how come neither Airbnb had a toaster? But they seem to think a toastie sandwich grill is for making toast.
How do we survive these 3rd world countries?
Popular Croatian Red Wines
Babić
Babić is a full-bodied red wine that is made from the dark blue/red wine grapes that are grown in the region of Šibenik in Dalmatia. The fruity wine is characterised with a strong density and taste, and has traces of rich berries, plums, figs, and spices.
Dingač
Dingač is a robust red wine from the Pelješac Peninsula. Made from the plavac mali grape variety, the flavoursome wine has an attractive dark red to purple colour. Dingač is a premium quality Croatian wine that is often reserved for special occasions.
Plavac
Plavac Mali is one of the most popular red wine types produced in Croatia. The grape variety that is used to make this wine is the most planted in Dalmatia and Pelješac. Plavac Mali boasts the distinct flavour of ripe cherries and has notes of spices and pepper. The wine has a high percentage of alcohol and rich tannins, and ages well.
Saturday
A gorgeous sunny day and it’s even warm, not quite shorts weather but cargo pants weather. Up and Uber into Split Old Town to catch a guided walking tour. One of Guru walks guided tours. They’re free you just tip for what you think it’s worth – and yes I do tip them.
A pretty good tour around the Diocletians Palace (apparently some ancient geezers Roman palace built in 305) Split in the gorgeous sunshine. The palace is really a walled town. Not quite as impressive as Dubrovnik.
Go to Konoba Varos for lunch. We decide to have a lunch then just a snack in the evening. I settle for the Školjke na buzaru, a selection of shellfish in a garlic, white wine and parsley sauce – the sauce is amazing and fortunately I have some bread to mop it all up with. Wendy goes for the Pasticada, tender beef in a tasty sauce.
We have a stroll around and then an Uber back home.
Afternoon tea, Assam of course, sat out on the sunny deck.
Then in the evening we watch some more BBC, with wine of course. Raining harder than a cow pissing on a flat rock, complete with lightning and a crack of thunder that makes us think Putin’s kicked off.
Some of Croatia’s famous dishes I managed to scoff:
Crni rižot is a black risotto made with cuttlefish or squid, this famous food gets its black color from the ink, and is a must-eat food in Dubrovnik for seafood lovers.
Pašticada is a slow-cooked beef stew marinated in red wine, garlic, and spices. The hearty dish, served with gnocchi or homemade pasta, is among the best food in Dubrovnik for those who love rich, flavorful meals.
Fritule (Never got to try it) are cinnamon donuts, these fluffy dough balls are infused with citrus and sometimes raisins, then lightly dusted with powdered sugar. Traditionally a festive food, they’re enjoyed year-round as a delicious street snack.
Peka (Never got to try it) is Croatia’s take on the classic roast, and is as much about the cooking as it is about the flavor.
Dalmatian brodet is a hearty fish stew that brings the flavors of the Adriatic Sea to the table. Packed with fish, shellfish, and aromatic spices, this popular food is cooked with tomatoes, onions, and occasionally vinegar, typically served alongside polenta.
Šporki makaruli despite its name meaning dirty macaroni, this is a very popular food in Dubrovnik. A comforting dish that features pasta generously coated in a rich meat sauce, making it a beloved option among locals and tourists.
Buzara (seafood stew) blends shellfish, such as mussels or scampi, in a luxurious broth of white wine, garlic, parsley, and breadcrumbs.
Rožata is a decadent custard, infused with rose liquor, it is Croatia’s twist on crème caramel.
More woke stupidity. Get rid of the Sentencing Council, just another useless Quango.
“The justice secretary is considering rushing through an emergency law to overrule the Sentencing Council after it refused to back down over its “two-tier” guidelines.
The quango rejected a plea by Shabana Mahmood to ditch new guidelines that advise judges to consider an offender’s racial, cultural and religious background when deciding whether to impose a custodial or community sentence.
The council, an independent body, also rejected her request to delay implementing the new guidance, which is planned to come into effect on Tuesday, while a fresh consultation is carried out.
The guidance has sparked a row within government amid claims that it would introduce two-tier justice by giving preferential treatment to some minority groups. The Sentencing Council had agreed to consider Mahmood’s arguments following a meeting between her and its chairman, Lord Justice William Davis, a Court of Appeal judge. However, it rejected her proposal after a meeting of its board on Wednesday evening.
Mahmood said she would now consider emergency legislation to overrule the council, although it is unlikely a new law would delay or halt the implementation of the guidelines.
The justice secretary said: “I have been clear in my view that these guidelines represent differential”
Sunday
Another sunny stroll around Split Old Town.
What’s the Difference Between Gnocchi and Spaetzle
Gnocchi are soft Italian-style dumplings made with a dough that traditionally contains potato and flour and may or may not include eggs. Spaetzle are German-style dumplings made with a batter that contains eggs, flour, and milk or water.
Have no doubt the Labour government is a complete shit show and is out to screw us.
In February 2020, Starmer said:
“I think we’ve got to have the courage to say the economic system, the free market economic system is busted and need to be replaced with a new economic system, or model, where government sets the direction and sets the framework.”
Sounds like communism to me.
Monday
Trogir
Another lazy start to a dry, windy and some sun day.
Then we drive over to Trogir, it’s only 30 minutes away. It’s a historic town and harbour on the Adriatic coast in Split-Dalmatia County, Croatia, with a population of 10,923 (2011). The historic city of Trogir is situated on a small island between the Croatian mainland and the island of Čiovo. It lies 27 kilometres (17 miles) west of the city of Split.
Since 1997, the historic centre of Trogir has been included in the UNESCO list of World Heritage Sites for its Venetian architecture. One of the highlights of the Dalmatian coast. Pity the greed of the Catholic Church has imposed a surcharge on prayer in the cathedral, or free if you come to one of their masses. I never really realised God had a strict time table for prayer.
It’s a tad windy but at least the sun keeps coming out. We have a saunter around and then stop for lunch – at last I get some Sardines, but to be honest I think tinned ones would have been better.
So what’s for tea on our last night in an Airbnb. Trying not to waste any food, very eco conscious, so looks like we’re going to have to risk those tins of baked Beans we bought, along with some leftover eggs and a Croatian sausage (living dangerously).
With the current clowns sat in the chattering house:
What is it with women? Dress up to the 9’s, dead fashionable, and then they wear them awful doc Martin’s all way up the legs – oh my God fancy waking up with one of them on your pillow.
Tuesday
Our hotel for the night.
Up and away by 1000, for a 3.5 hour drive down to our hotel outside Dubrovnik.
Finally get to see a lot of the Dalmation coast as it’s just sun and cloud. Wow, there’s a lot of Islands.
Arrive at our hotel and today is the first day they’re open after being closed all winter, we’re the very first customers – wot no Champaign! Hotel is awesome, sat on balcony overlooking the sea drinking beer, whats not to like. Have a stroll down the road, not really very much in this village.
View from the balcony.
On the dinner menu is Dalmatian brodet, a hearty fish stew that brings the flavors of the Adriatic Sea to the table. Packed with fish, shellfish, and aromatic spices, this popular food is cooked with tomatoes, onions, and occasionally vinegar, typically served alongside polenta. I’ve been trying to eat this for the past 2 weeks, but most restaurants want 3 hours notice and a minimum of 4 persons, I’m told it is available for one person no notice.
Then at dinner they tell me it’s not available. Totally pissed off. Food is great, but service is very slow and they screw up Wendy’s cocktail. Considering there’s only us in the restaurant, god help them if they ever get busy. Finally get to try some Dingac wine, wow it’s very good, fruity, smooth and expensive.
Back to the room to finish off my Babic wine, fruity, smooth and cheap. Needless to say I’m soon in the land of nod.
If Muslims stopped killing other Muslims because they belong to a different sect; stopped forcing their chosen practices on other Muslims; tolerated less pious Muslims; did not feel enraged if other Muslims did not abstain froom alcohol or pork, or did not attend the mosque; did not kill men, women and children because they adhered to other faiths; did not blame rape on the length of a woman’s skirt; did not murder their own wives because they spoke to strangers, or their daughters because they flirted with boys or because they were raped by rascals; did not treat women as half a second class citizen; did not wish to start the World War III because some maverick cartoonist drew blasphemous caricatures; did not issue death fatwas because an author wrote a blasphemous book; or did not aim to spread their religion to the entire world, by the sword if necessary, then fighting Islamophobia would be much easier
Every day is marked by the stupidity I encounter. Usually it’s in the form of a web site or program – designed by that mythical 10 year old who needs his mummy to tie his shoelaces – but today’s highlight was a toilet roll holder. It’s the shit design. Yes, we’ve probably all encountered one, if there’s no paper hanging down how do you ever find the loose end, without lying on the floor and looking up as you spin the toilet roll. If there’s was any justice in the world then the stupid arsehole – appropriate – who designed it should be sentenced to spend the rest of his life seeking the loose end on an endless row of toilet roll holders, just like the torment of Tantalus.
Wednesday
Lazy start to a great breakfast, despite only a handful of guests in the hotel. We’ve been told we can have a late checkout – 1800, how’s that for late. The manager comes to see us over breakfast to apologise for the slow service last night. Lunch today is on the house as an apology. I relate the Brodet saga and he goes away to the kitchen, comes back and apologizes and tells me that there will be Brodet for my lunch. Very professional.
The lounge in Dubrovnik airport is ok, but the choice of food is the shits.
Flight home is ok. 2 hours 40 minutes, hardly worth getting on the plane!
So what did we think of Croatia? Well it seems I should really listen to my own advice and ignore EU countries below 43 degrees North – Dubrovnik just meets those criteria. We both thought Split was particularly depressing, a lot of high rise ghettoes and judging by the amount of graffiti spray paint must be very cheap.
Wendy’s conclusion, “to never come to anywhere in Europe again, with the exception of our caravan in France”.
It’s not quite a 3rd World Country and to be fair Dubrovnik Old Town is lovely, as is Split Old Town.
The average monthly salary in Croatia stands at 1,630 EUR. After deductions such as income tax and social security contributions, the net average salary in Croatia hovers around the mark of 1,180 EUR.
They fight a war for independence in the 1990’s and then in 2013 surrender their independence to the EU – only 28% of the population voted for EU membership – the main problem being the apathy of the NO votes who just didn’t bother to vote.
Most of the people I speak to seem to resent the EU.
Croatia “Financially Raped” by the EU, especially Germany?
Exploitation Argument: The EU’s economic rules, austerity demands, and foreign control over key sectors have weakened Croatia’s sovereignty and made it dependent on Western European interests.
Croatia had its own economic struggles, but EU policies (led by Germany) have largely benefited the wealthy and powerful while making life harder for many ordinary Croatians.
Now for the acid test. Would we come again? No. Glad we’ve seen Dubrovnik but no.
So I suppose this means we’re going to have to watch Game of Thrones yet again!
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Up at the crack of Sparrows fart yet again, 0300. Drive ourselves to Manchester Airport for “Meet and Great” – wow something efficient and it seems to work. Easy Jet checkin is efficient, but security its usual screw up. At least we can now leave stuff in our bags and being over 74 can keep my shoes on – oh the joys of old age benefits.
Our balcony
Boarding is efficient and we have emergency exit seats so plenty of leg room. Mind you with Easy Jets policy of everything’s chargeable I’m sure if I have to throw the door out they’ll charge me. Sneezing is also a chargeable extra.
Pick my Hertz mobile up. Good news we’re upgraded to a Kia Sportage. I seem to recall we had one but now it’s with Fiona.
Roads are a nightmare of one way streets, narrow and lined with parked cars. Getting the monster into the garage takes more turns than a politician’s promise.
Get checked into our Airbnb. It’s lovely; well organised; and the views over Dubrovnik Old Town make up for the stairs. Only 366 steps down to the old Town, the smart move is to get an Uber back. There’s a welcoming bottle of red wine and some beer etc., a nice touch. Marko, our host is very friendly and helpful.
Sit out in the gorgeous sunshine on the balcony admiring the view over the Old Town.
Pop along to the local super market for essentials for tonight. Only about 61 steps. Sadly they don’t really sell much.
Old Town at night
Our tour guide Paula told us that the best way to identify somebody from Croatia was by the fact that they have a big head. Actually, I think it’s a lot simpler. You can always tell them by the fact that they never smile and look miserable, although to be fair today I did encounter a nun and she was smiling.
The photo that still haunts me. Forget climate change and the Singularity, this is one for my biggest fears.
Muslim fears
Check in to the Escape lounge at terminal one, welcomed by a Frau Groupen Fuhrer, obviously not chosen for her charm and customer service skills – she hates her job. Don’t you just love the size of plates, more the size of a saucer; and dinky knifes and forks – a finance director strikes again – so small and petite I wouldn’t dare inflict them on Esther or Beatrix, would be more at home in their dolls house.
While Manchester airport is the epitome of greed, W H Smiths comes a close second with a small bottle of water at £2.79. Never again.
Thursday
Got up a tad late, 0920 a new laziness record.
OK so lets get some proper food shopping over. A so called hyper market is only 3 miles away, but because of the crazy, narrow one way streets we have to drive 6 miles away from it to get to it. Not very hyper, the corner shop when I was a kid had a better choice. Will go to Lidl next time.
Get back and squeeze the car into the garage, perhaps a large Sportage wasn’t such a great upgrade, even a SMART car would struggle; lug the vitals up to the apartment; then its coffee on the balcony in tee shirt; awesome blue skies; a view to die for. Wendy has lunch and sits there chunering on about the rooftops spoiling the view.
In the afternoon we take a stroll down the 366 steps to the old town and have a pleasant sunny stroll around. A couple of stops for beer and coffee. Manage to find the Jewish Fountain – starting point for tomorrows guided tour.
Wendy wanted me to get a picture of the Jesuit Steps, Walk of shame from the Game of Thrones. Sadly only found this.
Seek out a restaurant we’ve been recommended. It’s closed. Not a surprise really because the web site was crap, that crap it didn’t even tell you it closed for the season. Maraud around seeking a restaurant that does some traditional food. Nearly all seem to serve up American tourist fare. Finally find a restaurant with local dishes – Dundo Maroje. Food is awesome; Pašticada a true Croatian classic, pašticada slow-cooked beef stew marinated in red wine, garlic, and spices, served with gnocchi, some of the tenderest beef I’ve ever had, falls off the fork; great wine; lovely side street location; good, friendly service; and best of all not too expensive.
Finally found a picture of the Jesuit Steps.
Then came a choice. 366 steps back up or Uber. I’ll leave it to your imagination as to the choice we made. Walked about 5 miles today.
Thank the Flying Spaghetti Monster for Google Lens, helps translate all the weird produce.
Our tour guide Paula told us that the best way to identify a somebody from Croatia was by the fact that they have a big head. Actually, I think it’s a lot simpler. You can always tell them by the fact that they never smile and look miserable, although to be fair today I did encounter a smiling nun.
What is wrong with most of the shop assistants, they’re so morose and miserable. Even, openly pull their face when asked. In general most Croatians seem pretty miserable, not many smiles or joy and laughter around here.
A recent Happiness index – Country rankings showed Croatians as third from the bottom of all the EU countries. Mind you being in the EU can you blame them.
Friday
Red Keep from Game of Thrones. It does have another name but it’s unpronounceable.
Up early. Well 0730 is early for us. Uber down to the Jewish Fountain at Pile gate. Yes, Uber down as we’ve a 2.5 hour walking tour and this will alleviate Wendy’s back strain.
It’s an awesome History of Dubrovnik and Game of Thrones site tour. Paula, our guide, adds so many local and personal snippets to the tour, as well as being very knowledgeable and entertaining. She was a child during the war and an extra in the Game Of Thrones. It all adds another dimension to the Old Town. She also WhatsApps us loads of places to visit outside Dubrovnik. Really enjoyed it and didn’t even begrudge a decent tip. All part of GuruWalk app, free walking tour, you tip for what it’s worth.
Walking tour.
Wendy stops for lunch, whilst I have a well earned beer. Then it’s stroll around with some more coffee and beer stops.
Walked about 4 miles, so as you can imagine it was an Uber back home.
Pleasant evening in trying the fig liqueur we’d bought and some local wine.
Have you ever noticed that when discussing departure times with a women they will say “leave ABOUT 1100”, whereas a man will say “leave AT 1100”. And you can guarantee that just as you step out the door, at 1112 no doubt, the women always has to nip back in for something.
Saturday
Old Town from the Red Keep.
After a lazy start we stroll into town. We purchase a 40 euro pass and visit the Rectors Palace; the Red Keep; a few churches, free.
Red Keep.
Another meal at Dundo Maroje. This time I try Šporki makaruli, despite its name meaning dirty macaroni, it is a very popular food in Dubrovnik. This comforting dish features pasta generously coated in a rich meat sauce.
Uber home.
In Croatia the EU accession referendum passed with 66.27% of votes cast in support and 33.13% against EU membership for Croatia. There were 0.6% blank or invalid votes.
The HSP president Daniel Srbargued claimed that the referendum was illegitimate since 71% of Croatian voters had not taken part in the referendum or had voted against the entry of Croatia into the EU, and warned that only 28% of Croatian voters had supported joining the EU. Srb also added that Croatian citizens had shown distrust of the Croatian Government. Željko Sačić, a right-wing politician, stated that the government destroyed the concept of Croatian citizens and created an impression that Croatia was unable to govern itself. Sačić stated that the government had brought Croatia into a decaying organization in an illegitimate way, adding that the referendum result was a defeat of Croatian independence and they would challenge its validity in court. By the 3 March 2012 deadline, the Constitutional Court of Croatia received 22 appeals challenging the referendum’s legality; it ruled against them all.
Oh well, tough titties, you’re in the EU. Shit happens, suck it up.
Sunday
A nice lazy start to the day, rain is forecast. By 1130 the rain has stopped so we Uber down to the Pile Gate.
There a free Traditional dancing display in local costumes at 1130, Croatian Morris dancing. Very entertaining and well worth the money.
I go to the Ethonological Museum (Ethnography is a branch of anthropology and the systematic study of individual cultures. It explores cultural phenomena from the point of view of the subject of the study). Wendy takes one look at the steps, yes there’s 80+ of them, so she goes for a coffee. Unfortunately I’m stupid enough to go for it, as it’s free on our 1 day pass. What a waste of time, fortunately no money. I wouldn’t bother going up one step to see this.
Then we use our pass to do the walls all the way around the Old Town. Fortunately it’s stopped raining and well worth the effort.
After all those steps we stop for lunch and I finally get crni rižot (black risotto). Made with cuttlefish or squid, this famous food gets its black color from the ink, and is a must-eat food in Dubrovnik for seafood lovers. Finally we Uber back for coffee and a lazy afternoon. Whilst it wasn’t sunny at least we had no rain.
I think by now we’ve done Dubrovnik to death and as all the shops are shut Wendy’s quite happy to call it a wrap.
You’d think with all the H&S obsessions of the EU they would manage to spend some of their tax funds, robbed from the peasants of Europe, on some safety rails on the millions of dodgy steps around this town.
Monday
Rain forecast for most of the day so after a lazy start we take a drive around a few places recommended to us. A tad disappointing, not really that much to see, but despite it being grey and miserable the rain held off.
I suppose the highlight of the afternoon had to be a trip to Kaufland, at last an almost reasonable supermarket – apparently part of the same group as Lidl. We also popped into Lidl. The wine was so cheap I refused to buy it. A Carmenera for 4E?
Back to apartment for afternoon tea and a leisurely night in with Netflix and wine.
The UK Privacy and Electronic Communications Regulations (PECR), which implements the EU ePrivacy Directive (2002/58/EC), is the legislation that requires websites to provide users with an option to accept or reject cookies. Specifically, Regulation 6 of the PECR stipulates that websites must:
1. Obtain informed consent before storing or accessing cookies on a user’s device.
2. Provide clear and comprehensive information about the cookies being used, including their purpose.
3. Offer users the ability to opt in or opt out of non-essential cookies (e.g., tracking or marketing cookies).
This law was originally part of EU legislation but was retained in UK law after Brexit. It is enforced by the Information Commissioner’s Office (ICO) in the UK.
Websites usually comply with these rules by using cookie consent banners that allow users to accept, reject, or manage their cookie preferences.
Why haven’t we used our EU escape to get rid of this stupid annoyance. Does anyone really give a damn. At least if nothing else you should be able to create a cookie that stipulates you an accept all cookies and therefore never waste valuable time in your life – us old folks haven’t got long left, so every second counts – or risk RSI.
Tuesday
Rain forecast for most of the day so we hunker dow. Mind you every morning’s a lazy start these days. I go for a last stroll around town and then meet Wendy for a last meal at Dundo Maroje. I have the traditional Octopus stew. It was OK but I wish Octopi would not eat so much sand.
Dubrovnik Old Town within the City walls is lovely. At this time of year you take a chance on the weather but at least there’s no crowds nor 40C temperatures to contend with. It well deserves its UNESCO world Heritage Site rating.
Sadly outside the city walls the roads, parking and parked cars are a nightmare.
A primary school has scrapped its annual Easter celebration and service in order to “respect diverse religious beliefs”.
The announcement has been criticised in online comments, with one suggesting that Christmas celebrations will be cancelled next.
Norwood Primary School in Eastleigh, Hants, sent a letter to parents and carers informing them that neither their Easter Bonnet Parade nor their Easter Service would be held this year.
Stephanie Mander, woke self rightness do gooder, the school’s headteacher who wrote the letter, explained that this was because of the state school’s “respect for diversity”. She said: “By not holding specific religious celebrations, we aim to create a more inclusive atmosphere that honours and respects the beliefs of all our children and their families.”
More DEI, woke nonsense and bullshit. It’s simple. If you don’t like the traditions of this country then go somewhere else. Stop pandering to those who MIGHT be offended. The Headteacher and the governing body should be sacked.
More nonsense courtesy of the EU. Now we’re out why don’t we ban this stupidity.
Plastic bottles have retainers (or tethered caps) on their tops to reduce litter and improve recycling. These retainers ensure that the cap stays attached to the bottle even after it is opened, preventing the cap from being discarded separately, which often leads to environmental pollution.
The introduction of tethered caps is largely driven by environmental concerns and regulations, such as the EU Single-Use Plastics Directive, which mandates that all plastic bottles must have caps that remain attached by 2024. The goal is to:
1. Reduce plastic waste: Caps are one of the most common forms of plastic litter found in oceans and landfills. Retainers help prevent them from being improperly disposed of.
2. Improve recycling efficiency: By keeping the cap attached, it is more likely to be recycled along with the bottle, ensuring both components are processed together.
This small design change encourages more sustainable use of plastic bottles and aims to reduce their impact on the environment.
I realised as we did our walking tour how little I knew of the war in the Balkans – just another war in a distant country. Anyway, here’s a brief summary:
The war in the Balkans refers primarily to the violent conflicts that erupted in the 1990s following the breakup of Yugoslavia, a multi-ethnic federation in southeastern Europe. These wars were fueled by a complex mix of nationalism, ethnic tensions, and political instability. The conflicts led to widespread violence, war crimes, and the redrawing of borders in the region. Here’s an overview of the key events and components:
1. Breakup of Yugoslavia
Yugoslavia was a federation made up of six republics: Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Serbia, Montenegro, and North Macedonia (then known as Macedonia). After the death of its long-time leader, Josip Broz Tito, in 1980, the federation began to experience growing ethnic nationalism and economic issues. The collapse of communism in Eastern Europe in 1989 further destabilized Yugoslavia, and by the early 1990s, republics began declaring independence.
2. Slovenia (1991)
* The Ten-Day War: Slovenia declared independence from Yugoslavia in June 1991. The Yugoslav People’s Army (JNA), dominated by Serbs, responded with a brief military intervention. However, the war lasted only ten days, resulting in a quick Slovenian victory and its independence being recognized.
3. Croatia (1991-1995)
* War of Independence: Croatia also declared independence in 1991. However, Croatia had a significant Serb minority, and Serbs living in Croatia opposed the separation. They declared their own breakaway regions, with support from Serbia and the JNA.
* The war was marked by intense fighting, ethnic cleansing, and atrocities committed on both sides. The war culminated in 1995 with a Croatian military operation that effectively ended the conflict and reasserted control over most of the country.
4. Bosnia and Herzegovina (1992-1995)
* Bosnian War: This was the most complex and violent conflict in the Balkans. Bosnia and Herzegovina declared independence in 1992, but its population was divided among Bosniaks (Bosnian Muslims), Croats, and Serbs. The Serb population, backed by Serbia, sought to create a “Greater Serbia” and engaged in a campaign of ethnic cleansing.
* Srebrenica Massacre: The war included the notorious genocide at Srebrenica in 1995, where over 8,000 Bosniak men and boys were killed by Bosnian Serb forces.
* Dayton Agreement: The war ended in 1995 with the U.S.-brokered Dayton Peace Agreement, which divided Bosnia into two autonomous entities: the Federation of Bosnia and Herzegovina (mainly Bosniak and Croat) and Republika Srpska (mainly Serb).
5. Kosovo (1998-1999)
* Kosovo War: Kosovo, a region within Serbia, was predominantly Albanian but under Serbian control. The Kosovo Liberation Army (KLA) fought for independence from Serbia. Serbian forces responded with brutal campaigns against the Albanian population, leading to accusations of war crimes.
* NATO Intervention: In 1999, NATO intervened, launching an air campaign against Serbia to stop the ethnic cleansing and atrocities. Serbian forces eventually withdrew, and Kosovo came under UN administration, later declaring independence in 2008 (though this remains contested by Serbia and some other nations).
Key Issues of the War
* Ethnic Nationalism: The wars were heavily driven by ethnic nationalism, with different groups seeking to assert control over territories based on their ethnic makeup.
* Ethnic Cleansing and War Crimes: Throughout the conflicts, large-scale atrocities were committed, including the systematic targeting of civilians, ethnic cleansing, massacres, and mass displacement.
* International Involvement: The international community, especially the United Nations and NATO, played significant roles, with varying degrees of success, in peacekeeping and humanitarian efforts. NATO’s intervention in Kosovo marked a turning point in international military engagement.
Aftermath
* The wars left deep scars in the Balkans, with thousands of deaths, displacement of millions, and shattered economies. War crimes trials, notably at the International Criminal Tribunal for the former Yugoslavia (ICTY), sought to bring justice to victims, although tensions remain in the region.
* New countries were born from the conflict: Slovenia, Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Serbia, Montenegro, North Macedonia, and Kosovo (whose status is disputed).
The wars in the Balkans were some of the worst conflicts in Europe since World War II and had lasting political, social, and economic impacts on the region.
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After a years sabbatical, relying mainly on Facebook I’m back on the blog. Facebook has lost the plot, now there are so many unsolicited “Follows” you have to browse past before getting to your content. Just more crap from the world of IT and greedy marketing departments – so go f..k yourselves Facebook.
So what have you missed?
6 months in Paradise again – Park City.
Christmas in Florida with Kurt, Fiona and the grandkids, with a 8 week road trip around Florida.
A 10 day Caribbean cruise with Royal Caribbean. OK’ish but never to the Caribbean again. Once you’ve been to one chicken shit little island you been to them all and most of them are so dodgy you really need to be armed.
Friday
Our hotel
Off to Budapest for a long weekend, just me and Ross. Another part of my escape plan to minimise being in England.
Crack of Sparrows fart taxi to the airport. Wow, Dragon pass gets us into the lounge. Followed by Jet2 flight, nothing like a bus trip the plane and up the steps in the rain – luxury. Not that cheap anymore but basic. Under 3 hours so comfort etc not that much of a problem.
Get to Budapest for 1300 so a sunny afternoon in Budapest. Hotels great, Crowne Plaza, and thanks to Ross Platinum status we’ve been upgraded to a suite.
Have a stroll around Budapest and checkout Red Bus tour location for tomorrow. In the evening we set off to a sausage and beer restaurant. What a waste, too damn lazy to come and serve us so we vote with our feet. After marauding around we finally find a restaurant and sample Goulash and some great Hungarian wine.
By the end of the day we’ve done 12 miles. First impressions of Budapest are great, seems lovely.
Saturday
Breakfast Hungarian style.
Wow, what a fantastic breakfast. Everything you can imagine including Vodka or Champagne for breakfast – do the Hungarians have a drink problem?
Catch the red bus for a tour around Budapest. Great way to see the city. Get off for a boat tour down the Danube, with great views of the Parliament building. Then it’s a beer lunch by the Danube, followed by a vernacular ride up to the Art Museum, Ross is most keen to visit. As a complete Philistine not really my cup of tea, but actually enjoyed it.
Too many beer stops, before 1700, so I’ve sinned yet again. Weather is fantastic.
Dinner carefully planned for the evening, after yesterdays screw up. Choose Mazel Tov, with a name like that it has to be Jewish, a great Pastrami on Rye and fantastic friendly service including free Palinkas – equivalent of Slivovitz (plum Brandy) or even Schnapps, mainly brewed over farm kitchen tables.
Another 10 miles, top the evening off with another Palinka in the Hotel bar.
Sunday
Another awesome breakfast. Try a Vodka and Orange – “when in Rome”.
Catch the Red bus for a guided walking tour down to the Parliament building. Some interesting and bizarre facts.
Stop at Shoes on the Danube. The shoes are rusted, made of iron and set into the concrete of the embankment – need to be to stop Croats stealing them. They are a memorial and monument to the Hungarian Jews who, in the winter of 1944-1945, were shot on the banks of the freezing Danube River by the members of the Arrow Cross Party, some were just pushed in the freeze to death, couples were tied together and one of them shot and both pushed into freezing Danube. Mans inhumanity to man never ceases to amaze.
Never realised that Hungary sided with the Nazis. Probably explains why, like America , they now side with Russia.
After yet another liquid lunch we walk up to the Széchenyi Bath, the largest thermal spring bath complex in Budapest and throughout Europe, is the height of European elegance. Missed out on the beer spa which you have to book in advance. Another one of Ross ideas, again not something I would have done but quite enjoyed it, of course there was beer – more sins.
Catch an Uber back into town to the Sima Liba restaurant. Almost put off as there’s hardly anyone in. Glad we didn’t as it has to be one of the best meals ever. Even had 3 courses. All very romantic with strolling violinist and weird piano – we must have looked like a couple of gays. Actually violinist got on my tits as he kept playing in my face with a 5,000 Forint note on the side of his violin.
Another warm sunny day with 12 miles on the shoe leather.
Monday
Decide to go a stroll around Margit Island and a walk up to the Japanese garden. Surprised it was free, but given the state of it not that surprising.
Another stop for beer and lunch for Ross. Then we catch the red bus down to the Dohany Synagogue & Hungarian Jewish Museum. It’s the largest in Europe and 2nd largest in the World.
Another warm sunny 10 mile day, as we catch our Uber to the airport it starts to rain, perfect end to perfect stay.
Dragon pass gets us into a lounge and then it’s a good flight home.
What a lovely city Budapest is. Not that expensive. Awesome hotel. I’d certainly go back again.
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Have a drive up to Cherbourg, not that we’ve never been there before!
A tad on the cool side with the wind.
Have a wander around the shopping centre and the main square. The place is infested with Brits, there’s a cruise ship in port.
Then a leisurely drive back. At least the suns been peeking through .
Free speech in Europe
This week’s rants are going to focus on living in a kakistocracy. People ask why do we spend so much time abroad. The answer is simple, I don’t want to be in the UK, it is a kakistocracy. The stupidity and ineptitude of our politicians, wokes and libtards drives me insane. At least when we’re in America I can escape it, as long as Wendy stops reading the UK news every morning. Yes, things are chaotic in America and they have their own bunch of half wits, but at least it doesn’t affect me so I can sit back and cope with it. As long as they don’t mess with my 6 month B2 visa I don’t really give a damn.
So I’ll stick with my last key task in life, “To be out of the UK for at least 8 months a year”. Good news is so far I’m easily achieving it, bad news is there’s no bonus attached.
Tuesday
Weathers pretty good, so the highlight of the day is taking the awning down rather than risk rain in the next few days. Takes about 40 minutes. Easier than erecting it.
Decide to keep it simple and leave all the windows in, amazing I manage to fold it into the bag.
New turbo roundabout in the USA. Bloody hell they can’t cope with a simple roundabout, this will be a death trap.
Wednesday
Have a stroll into the market in La Haye. Amazing for the first time ever we buy something, sausage and pork steak for my tea.
Market day is probably the busiest day of the week so the butchers decide to close – pots for rags.
THE BATTLE FOR LA HAYE-DU-PUITS
The strategic importance of La Haye-du-Puits was not lost to either side in the conflict, lying as it does on an important crossroads between Cherbourg and Coutances. Surrounded by hills, the Montgardon ridge lies to the west, the Mont de Doville and the Mont Etenclin to the north, and Mont Castre to the east. These heights were where the Germans had set up their defensive positions known as the Mahlmann Line. To break through this front and liberate the town, the Americans, coming from Saint-Sauveur-le-Vicomte, had brought up 3 Divisions of the 8th Corps, deployed between Portbail and Baupte. To the west was the 79th Division, to the east the 90th, and between them the 82nd Airborne.
The battle for La Haye-du-Puits began on the 3rd July and lasted nearly a week, partly due to the strength of German resistance, and partly to the drenching rain which prevented the Americans from making full use of their firepower and mobility, and rendering efficient large-scale air operations difficult if not impossible. Between the 3rd and 7th July, the 82nd Airborne was dropped on Mont Etenclin and the Poterie Ridge. The 90th took particularly heavy casualties on the slopes of Mont Castre, which was only captured on the 10th July; the 79th got off more lightly in taking the Montgardon heights and Mont Doville, but encountered some difficulties clearing the Germans out of La Haye du Puits, which only completely freed overnight between the 8th and 9th July.
The town itself sustained considerable damage and many houses were destroyed.
Thursday
Time to leave. After breakfast we set about packing up the caravan ready for storage until next year.
About 2 hours later and it’s all done. Amazing how it takes longer to pack up than to set up.
Nip to the supermarket and then relax around for the afternoon.
Drive off around tea time to get to the ferry. Sadly it doesn’t leave until 23:30 so we’ve a lot of time to kill, sat at the port in Caen. Eat our butties, drink some beer and wine, watch some TV.
Brittany Ferries send us an email with everything you need to know about your sailing. Typical screw up as it omits the address of the port. Seems fairly fundamental to me but what can you expect.
Friday
Trust us to get behind a couple of plonkers when driving off the ferry. He comes and checks the boot at least 4 times and she checks it 5 times, guess they’re looking for their passports. He wanders off to look. Everyone starts to drive off. She finds their passports. By now they’re holding up the row so she wanders off, assumedly to look for him. He comes back but she’s gone. Still holding line up. finally she comes back. What a pair of dollopers.
Finally get off the ferry and over to Brett’s for breakfast.
Lazy day at Brett’s combined with some shopping – joy.
Fish and chips for tea. I try Huss, meatier than cod.
Teachers face being stopped from calling pupils girls or boys under new gender rules drawn up by Scottish council officials.
They are urged to use “they” instead of “he” or “she” and “children” or “young people” instead of “boys and girls”.
Has the World gone mad? Who even listens to these crazy pillocks.
Saturday
It’s the big day, Brett and Karine getting married. Meet them in Chichester, along with Karine’s two children. There’s just the six of us, Brett daughters wouldn’t come.
They’re getting married in the registry office. Very nice ceremony, in a pleasant location, mind you at £700 so it should be. They just wanted a no fuss wedding. Afterwards we all go to a French restaurant for a lovely lunch and of course some wine.
Then it’s back to Brett’s for more drinks and cake.
All in all a awesome day, and even the rain managed to stay away.
Be bonny and buxom in bed and at board.
This was a phrase found in a 1085 marriage contract overseen by the bishop of Salisbury.
Bonny: french for good. Buxom: German for obedient or compliant. “In bed and at board” means in the evening and in meals. Board apparently refers to sideboard where food would be kept. It is a promise to be good all day long and to feed the husband well.
Actually, buxom could be flexible…maybe there was another connotation after all.
Lazy coffee morning then in the afternoon we all go for a stroll around Arundel. Would have gone in the castle but at £20 a head that’s not worth it.
Human rights travesty
Joy getting out of France.
It took us all of 4 minutes to clear passport and immigration getting into Europe – well done Spain, amazing.
Now try getting out of France. They want to scan my suitcase, no illegals found; scan our backpacks, no illegals found; check under my armpits, no illegals found. What in the name of the Flying Spaghetti Monster are they looking for?
Pity they don’t concentrate their efforts on stopping illegals crossing on boats rather than standing by and watching them.
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It’s forecast high winds and some rain for today, hopefully the awning will survive. Brings back memories of surviving the Tramontana when we had to get help to take our old awning down in a howling gale. It is claimed that these blow up awnings survive high winds so much better than your traditional awning – we will see.
Real lazy day hunkered down listening to wind and rain, similar to Belthorn.
Tea tonight is rabbit stew, reminds me of my youth. I was raised on rabbit, my dad would snare them and bring them home for tea, delicious. He had a big black overcoat and many a night would come in, undo his coat and there’d be one rabbit hanging down each side. Sometimes he’d bring home wild mushrooms or blue buttons. He never poisoned us.
Having a Toilet, sink and shower unit on our pitch reminds me of my child hood when we had an outdoor toilet, no luxury of a shower or sink in it. But, we did have a pigeon with a broken wing in a cardboard box, recovering. Oh the joy of going out in the pouring rain for a pee. Happy days, we just didn’t know any better.
What I know about Islam
Tuesday
Wind and rain so just hunker down.
Awning looks like the crooked house. Not one of my better erections! But at least it survived.
Trip to the supermarket is the highlight of the day. Wendy, likes the Intermarche at Lessay better than the one here and there’s a Lidl next door so that’s the drill from now on.
More lessons in patience as I fill the 40 litre water butt. It just takes so long and you have to keep the tap depressed.
Wednesday
Sun and cloud.
Today’s highlight is a trip to the Biscuit Factory. Amazing the cafe is open for lunch so we splash out on some coffee, sadly the lunch menu just consist of cakes and desserts, but at least they’re open – amazing.
Look for a decent Cognac. Can you believe they only have one bottle. Bizarre considering they have nearly every Whisky, Bourbon and Rum you can think of.
Say you are an older senior citizen and can no longer take care of yourself and the government says there is no Nursing Home care available for you. So, what do you do? You opt for Medicare Plan G.
The plan gives anyone 75 or older a gun (Plan G) and one bullet. You are allowed to shoot one worthless politician. This means you will be sent to prison for the rest of your life where you will receive three meals a day, a roof over your head, central heating and air conditioning, cable TV, a library, and all the Health Care you need. Need new teeth? No problem. Need glasses? That’s great. Need a hearing aid, new hip, knees, kidney, lungs, sex change, or heart? They are all covered!
As an added bonus, your kids can come and visit you at least as often as they do now! And, who will be paying for all of this? The same government that just told you they can’t afford for you to go into a nursing home. And you will get rid of a useless politician while you are at it. And now, because you are a prisoner, you don’t have to pay any more income taxes!
Is this a great country or what? Now that I’ve solved your senior financial plan, enjoy the rest of your week!
Thursday
Sun and cloud and a bit warmer.
Decided to learn the Swift programming language. It’s promoted by apple as and easy first language complete with a playground to help you develop it. In my opinion, having written in over a dozen languages, it is far from easy and has complex type rules. Spend the morning battling with Swift and finally crack the problem.
Next bit of excitement, swap the front windows in the awning around. It turns out they are not symmetrical. There are two identical side window, two identical (I think) front windows, and one central front window. Swap front window with central front and the awning starts to look almost presentable.
Well that’s two excitements for today.
Now for the supermarkets.
Awesome value for money, just E9.28 for 3 litres.
After the traditional afternoon tea, we are British after al, we have a pleasant stroll around the camp site and stop off for a glass of wine, in the sunshine, with an English couple in one of the static caravans. The wine is a E9 box of Gamay and is very quaffable. Never really tried much Gamay or wines from the Beaujolais region. But will certainly buy a box or few of this to take home.
Coincidentally, tonights wine is a bottle of Julienas I picked up early this week to try. It’s made with the Gamay grape and is luscious and fruity. Certainly as good as a Pinot Noir. Time to explore Beaujolais and Gamay.
Gamay is a light-bodied red wine similar in taste to Pinot Noir but can be enjoyed at a cheaper price. With elevated acidity and little to no tannin structure, the wine is straightforward to drink and exhibits flowery aromas and tart flavors of red fruits like cherry, raspberry, cranberry, and red currant.
Gamay is the grape variety most closely associated with Beaujolais, the wine region south of Burgundy. There, Gamay is made into a red wine that ranges from bright and fruit-forward to surprisingly age-worthy. The trick is to refer to the terminology on the label indicating where it was grown. But Gamay is also grown in other places too, most notably California, Oregon, and Australia.
No matter where it’s from, the best Gamays produce red wines of freshness and exuberant fruit, with a lift of flowers against an occasional savory bass note — excellent on their own and friendly accompaniments to a range of foods.
Where Does Gamay Wine Come From?
Gamay wine comes from anywhere that the Gamay grape variety is grown. Excellent ones are notably produced in Oregon, California, and Australia, but France is where Gamay reaches its peak of fame. In the Loire Valley, the red Touraine Gamay wines are worth checking out, as are the rosé wines produced from Gamay in Saumur and Anjou. Gamay wines from Savoie are also very good.
Gamay’s most well-known incarnation, however, is Beaujolais, where Gamay wine arguably reaches its peak. In fact, Gamay is often used interchangeably with Beaujolais, but that’s not entirely accurate: While red Beaujolais is made from Gamay, not all Gamay is from Beaujolais. Exploring the world of Gamay wine will take you through several regions of France and then across entire oceans. You’ll even find some excellent Gamay wines in Australia, New Zealand … and Canada!
Why Should You Drink Gamay Wine?
Gamay is an increasingly discussed grape variety among sommeliers and other wine professionals, due to its ability to express where it’s planted and the fact that it can be made in a drink-right-away style or one that’s more suited to aging. It’s also a fantastic antidote to the heavy, high-alcohol wines that are often trophies of personal collections and restaurant wine lists.
Gamay wines tends to be lighter in texture and tannin than many of their red counterparts, so they work as excellent pairing partners for a wide range of foods, most notably on Thanksgiving. Gamay often represents excellent value.
What Does Gamay Taste Like?
Red wines produced from Gamay tend to exhibit exuberant fruit flavors reminiscent of berries and cherries, as well as hints of flowers and, depending on where it’s from, sometimes a sense of earthiness. When it’s grown in Beaujolais, there are four levels of Gamay red wines you can buy. Beaujolais Nouveau is the most fruit-forward and uncomplicated of them, an inexpensive and cheerful red released the third Thursday in November.
Wines labeled simply “Beaujolais” are produced from grapes grown throughout the region; they tend to be fruit-driven and fairly straightforward. Beaujolais-Villages on the label indicates that the fruit was grown throughout the permitted 38 villages in the northern parts of the Beaujolais region. And Beaujolais Cru is the most age-worthy. On those, you won’t see “Beaujolais” prominently displayed at all, but instead the name of one of the 10 crus; Moulin-à-Vent, Brouilly, and Morgon are among the most frequently seen in the United States, and they tend to be more structured, complex, and cellar-worthy.
In general, serving red Gamay wine with a slight chill is a good idea: A 20-minute stint in the fridge will brighten it up even further and bring its floral and fruit notes to the fore.
Friday
Lazy morning, start to a cloudy day.
After lunch we set off on a touristy route around some of the beaches. Yeah, the sun comes out. Some lovely beaches but nowhere open to have a cafe along.
Very relaxing on theses roads, hardly any traffic, but what few cars there are are all exhaust bandits. Why can they not comprehend how stupid it is trying to drive up someone’s exhaust, there really is nothing of interest up my BMW exhaust.
Stop off at Intermarches to buy a box of that gamay I enjoyed yesterday. All of E9.28 for 3 litres. Not bad, very quaffable.
Saturday
Sunny day, so the usual lazy start to the day.
After lunch we have a stroll in la Haye. Stop off for a coffee and in my case a beer or two. Lovely sat out enjoying a beer, the sun and watching the French world go by.
Back home for tea and as those two beers in the cafe have ruined my alcohol free day it’s time to open that lush bottle of Margaux. Oh thea of weak will.
Wendy always moans about me nodding off to sleep in the evening whilst I watch TV after some alcohol. But, I only nod off if the programme is crap, nothing to do with alcohol. If the programme is worth watching then I stay awake despite the alcohol.
A lovely sunny day so we splash out on French cafe life.
Can you go to any cafe in France without being enveloped in 2nd hand smoke? Tout le mond feumer.
A grandma and mother just sat down with young daughter, about 5, and proceeded to try and kill her with 2nd hand smoke inhalation – unbelievable – thank the FSM for BREXIT.
This was going to be an alcohol free day until I saw all those beers lined up. It would have been a sin not to try a couple of them. Conclusion if you want a beer go to Germany or the UK.
French advert to help cut down smoking!
Sunday
A lazy start to a grey cloud day.
After lunch we take a leisurely drive out to Utah Beach, it’s where the Americans landed on D-Day. Have a great museum there so we splash out on a visit. It appears that it’s not free for Americans or British, there’s gratitude for you. Nor is there a price reduction for us geriatrics. Despite that it’s a great museum, can you believe it, I even say it was worth the E9.
Then have a drive up along Utah Beach and then down to St Mere d’Eglise. Greedy ingratiates there want you to pay to park everywhere. Bet it was free parking on D-Day.
Back to caravan for Lamb Stew and hopefully we can find a copy of the Longest Day to watch. Alas it’s only on Prime and you have to Pay!
Never mind finish off that delicious Margaux and stay awake.
Utah Beach, was the code name for one of the five sectors of the Allied invasion of German-occupied France in the Normandy landings on June 6, 1944 (D-Day), during World War II. The westernmost of the five code-named landing beaches in Normandy, Utah is on the Cotentin Peninsula, west of the mouths of the Douve and Vire rivers. Amphibious landings at Utah were undertaken by United States Army troops, with sea transport, mine sweeping, and a naval bombardment force provided by the United States Navy and Coast Guard as well as elements from the British, Dutch and other Allied navies.
The objective at Utah was to secure a beachhead on the Cotentin Peninsula, the location of important port facilities at Cherbourg. The amphibious assault, primarily by the US 4th Infantry Division and 70th Tank Battalion, was supported by airborne landings of the 82nd and 101st Airborne Division. The intention was to rapidly seal off the Cotentin Peninsula, prevent the Germans from reinforcing Cherbourg, and capture the port as quickly as possible. Utah, along with Sword on the eastern flank, was added to the invasion plan in December 1943. These changes doubled the frontage of the invasion and necessitated a month-long delay so that additional landing craft and personnel could be assembled in England. Allied forces attacking Utah faced two battalions of the 919th Grenadier Regiment, part of the 709th Static Infantry Division. While improvements to fortifications had been undertaken under the leadership of Field Marshal Erwin Rommel beginning in October 1943, the troops assigned to defend the area were mostly poorly equipped non-German conscripts.
D-Day at Utah began at 01:30, when the first of the airborne units arrived, tasked with securing the key crossroads at Sainte-Mère-Église and controlling the causeways through the flooded farmland behind Utah so the infantry could advance inland. While some airborne objectives were quickly met, many paratroopers landed far from their drop zones and were unable to fulfill their objectives on the first day. On the beach itself, infantry and tanks landed in four waves beginning at 06:30 and quickly secured the immediate area with minimal casualties. Meanwhile, engineers set to work clearing the area of obstacles and mines, and additional waves of reinforcements continued to arrive. At the close of D-Day, Allied forces had only captured about half of the planned area and contingents of German defenders remained, but the beachhead was secure.
The 4th Infantry Division landed 21,000 troops on Utah at the cost of only 197 casualties. Airborne troops arriving by parachute and glider numbered an additional 14,000 men, with 2,500 casualties. Around 700 men were lost in engineering units, 70th Tank Battalion, and seaborne vessels sunk by the enemy. German losses are unknown. Cherbourg was captured on June 26, but by this time the Germans had destroyed the port facilities, which were not brought back into full operation until September.
Driving around Utah Beach makes you think of all those brave young men, some who gave their lives, back in June 1944. As you pass each hedgerow you can’t help but wonder who died there on D-Day. Thanks to them for all they sacrificed for us.
Sadly I don’t think our younger generation has any appreciation of what those young men went through and how brave they were. It must have been terrifying landing on those beaches that day.
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