48 Hours in Bremen


I booked my trip to Bremen on a whim thanks to irresistibly cheap return flights and was excited to explore a city I knew relatively little about.  I briefly googled before booking, just to make sure I wasn’t buying flights to an airport 100 miles from the city I wanted to visit – anyone who’s ever flown with Ryanair will know what I mean here.  After confirming the city centre was just a tram ride away from the airport I blocked out the dates in my calendar and began to get excited for mulled wines and exploring.

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Botanika – Das Grüne Science Center


As a New Year dawns – (and I’ll bet I’m not the only one to be glad to see the back of 2016) – I’ve decided to take a look back at some of my most memorable adventures of the past 12 months. Let’s start with my most recent one – a solo trip to Bremen.  One place really stood out from the rest, making my trip all the more memorable and so I felt it earned a blog post all of its own.

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Shades of Autumn


Before the fallen leaves turn to mulch allow me to share why I think Autumn is more than just cinnamon spiced lattes and pumpkin pies.

Spring is often thought of as the time for new beginnings but let’s not forget that new starts can’t happen before old skin’s been shed.  Autumn is nature’s way of shaking off the old in preparation for the new.  But it’s not always easy to say goodbye to things you’ve held on to all year and so each species of flora bids farewell to their old selves when they are ready, and not a minute before.

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My Day In Pictures: Bough Beech Reservoir


A short drive (or train ride) from London will take you to Bough Beech in the heart of the Kent countryside.  If you ever fancy filling your lungs with truly fresh air, treating your ears to bird and bat song over a hum of crickets on the breeze this is the place to be.

I visited a few months ago to see the marshland awash with frog and toad spawn and on my most recent visit I had to tread carefully as the spawn had hatched and seemed to clamber over every blade of grass I came across, gangly legs and all.

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