Looking through my hotel window at the city of Bangkok

I have to admit that I looked up triptych – the theme chosen this week by Elke. I also had a look at a few others for inspiration. Whether I’m on the right track or not, who knows! I’ve learnt something new anyway.

Cheeky cockatoos that I took on a walk around Lake Claremont on Saturday. They are quite a nuisance with their raucous squawking and incessant pecking but they are cute to look at.

Black Swans are native to Australia and you can always be guaranteed to see them swimming in the lakes and rivers. The photo of the white swans is from the River Crouch, Essex.

I took these photos recently on a walk along the river beach. An Ibis and Cormorants.
I think this type of photography needs more research from me. It’s not quite right so I’m determined now to work out image splitting.
Any tips would be welcome!
It’s been a while since I contributed to this challenge hosted by Debbie @ Deb’s World, so with the new year just started I am once again joining in.
If you read Debbie’s post and I urge you to do so for some great recommendations, you will realise what a prolific reader she is. I like to think of myself as an avid reader and try to read two or three a month.
I have four to share this month, but I’ll come clean as some are from December also.
I was trying to clean up the virtual bookshelf on my iPad and either delete some old samples or get on with reading them.

So it was with this book, a fairly old one by Lisa Jewell that I hadn’t realised was unread.
“Melville Heights is one of the nicest neighbourhoods in Bristol, England. It’s not the sort of place where people are brutally murdered in their own kitchens. But it is the sort of place where everyone has a secret. And everyone is watching you. Tom Fitzwilliam, the local headmaster is beloved by one and all, including Joey Mullen, his new neighbour. Joey and her new husband have just moved in with her brother and his wife. Her obsession is taking over her life.” – Taken from Goodreads.
I read this in about two days and couldn’t put it down. Another great book from Lisa Jewell.
This author is fairly new to me and this is the second book by Liz Moore I’ve read. It’s hard to believe this book was written in 2016 as it deals with what is now ChatGPT and AI. Starting in 1980 and ending up in 2009 with flashbacks to 1920, 1940 and 1950. The story focuses on David and Ada Sibelius. David is a single father to Ada. He works in a computer science lab and Ada is “home-schooled”. He teaches her what he thinks is necessary. Years later when David is diagnosed with Alzheimers, his secrets come to light. This was a fantastic read, such a beautiful story and kept me guessing until the end. Highly recommend.
Michael Connelly is a favourite author of mine and this is his latest offering. Mickey Haller leaves criminal court behind for his first civil lawsuit. Coincidentally this book is also about AI and the moral and ethical dilemmas that go with it. Jack McEvoy is also a key player in this book. I like it when Michael Connolly brings characters together. This is still a gripping court room drama as he goes head to head with the powerful tech companies.
An excellent if harrowing read – not for the faint hearted. The story starts in 1987 with Cora and her small daughter, Maia, walking to register the new baby’s name.
“Seven years later, her son is Bear, a name chosen by his sister, and one that will prove as cataclysmic as the storm from which it emerged. Or he is Julian, the name his mother set her heart on, believing it will enable him to become his own person. Or he is Gordon, named after his father and raised in his cruel image – but is there still a chance to break the mould?“ Amazon
Quite stressful to read in parts but I still loved it and gave it 5/5 on Goodreads. Does Bear/Julian/Gordon try to live up to their name or escape from it? I enjoyed reading the different storylines. It is my book choice for book club this month and it will invoke much discussion.
A footnote here about What’s Been on My Screen.
The Night Manager – Series Two.
I’ve only watched two episodes so far. Maybe not as good as the first series and a tad overdramatic. But I will keep on watching, as Olivia Colman is in it.
HiJack – Series Two
One episode in and I’m already confused! But anything with Idris Elba in it I will watch. This series involves an underground train in Berlin. Hoping for clarification in the next episode!
Song, Sung, Blue – Cinema
Not technically on my screen but at the local cinema. I just loved this film. Hugh Jackman and Kate Hudson deserve oscars, as does the screenplay and music. I had a vague idea before seeing it, I knew it wasn’t about Neil Diamond himself, just the music. A truly wonderful uplifting film.
Sarah from Travel with Me has challenged us this week on Monochrome Madness with the theme markets.
Markets have been around for thousands of year. Amazing when you think the concept has not changed much. People visit markets for a bargain, cheaper produce and fresh food. The oldest market still operating is The Grand Bazaar in Istanbul dating back to 1455. We have visited this market but I found it quite hot and claustrophobic.
I loved a market when I was younger and visited many London markets when I was working. Petticoat Lane, Camden Market and Roman Road to name a few. I was very much into vintage clothing back in the day and these were wonderful places to find antique items. Of course my mum was horrified when I came home with a black bin liner of old clothes.
Nowadays many of the stalls found at a lot of markets have items made overseas, as locally made goods cost so much more. Although you do come across some artisan markets but you won’t be finding a bargain there.
Girokaster, Albania – Perusing old army items
He did buy one of the white hats and wore it throughout our time in Albania.

Kruje, Albania

Sihanoukville, Cambodia – A lady sorting shellfish

Hong Kong – Dried Vegetable Stall

Hong Kong – Flower Market

Wanchai Street Market, Hong Kong

Central, Hong Kong – Looking for another hat!

Covent Garden, London

Night Market, George Town Penang, Malaysia
Anthony skipping right to the head of the queue and requesting a special order from the chef!
I realise I have the same title as Sarah, but I had already finished this post and thought it was quite original. Great minds as they say.
Tina from Travels and Trifles has asked us to post our favourites of 2025 for Lens Artist Challenge this week. It took me a while to look back and select just 12, one for each month.

A wonderful start to 2025 with my son Laurence marrying his fiancee Maddy. Such a happy day.
I took this in my garden, these little birds are usually hard to capture.
Also taken from my garden, most probably relaxing with a glass of wine watching the sky change colour.

Another from the garden! I did leave the house, I promise.

Somewhere in England
Cottesloe Beach, Western Australia
Zac on the pier, Nedlands, Western Australia
Cheeky Galah, Perth, Western Australia

The Munchkins, Kings Park, Perth, Western Australia
Comporta, Portugal

Leaving Portugal and returning to England

Sensory overload! Father Christmas arrived much to the delight of the munchkins.
Thanks for the memories Tina, this was a difficult challenge but happy I took part.

Our flight back to the UK wasn’t until much later that day, so on checking out we drove to a village on the way to Faro. It was the pretty village of Alto. Before we arrived there Graham had a bee in his bonnet about wanting to swim by a waterfall.
We stopped at Queda do Vigario after seeing some beautiful photos. It was a fair walk down and also the photos were nothing like what appeared at the bottom. Anyway with the bit in his mouth off Graham trotted down the stairs. The water was murky and brown, with food floating in the pond. Not to be thwarted he jumped in. He didn’t stay in for long.
Views from the carpark at the top. I didn’t realise that the painted hillside was of the Portuguese Flag.
Satisfied he had achieved his goal, we drove onto Alte. We found a cute and scenic cafe where we had a delicious lunch. We came just in time as a few bus loads of tourists arrived shortly after.

Grilled cod with roasted garlic. The last fish dish I will be eating for a while.



Cobblestoned Streets of Alte
I could have bought many items from these artsy shops, but with my luggage limit on Ryan Air it was impossible.
Street Scenes of Alte

Ubiquitous Cats of Alte



More Magnificent Murals
There was a definite musical theme running through the village. The murals depicting instruments, players and dancers. Loving murals I was in my element.

As I was climbing up the stairs, these ladies were walking down. One of them stopped me and said I know you. She did look vaguely familiar, it was then it clicked. These were the lovely ladies who sat with me in a wine bar in Cascais watching the rain pour down. Miles from there we just happen to be in the same tiny village at the same time, spooky.


We couldn’t have asked for a better day to end this wonderful trip to Portugal. I will definitely be back to explore the towns, villages and beaches of this beautiful country.
On another note, a week after I returned to Perth my brother Graham fell seriously ill. He contracted a nasty virus in his arm muscle and apparently was close to losing his arm. Maybe it was the waterfall swim but they couldn’t find out what caused the infection. Happy to say he is on the mend now and he said the care was second to none in a Lisbon hospital.
This week Leya is hosting the Lens Artist Challenge. The theme this time is Holiday Fun. This could be keeping in the spirit of things with Christmas images or just your favourite holiday images. I’ve gone with some recent photos I’ve taken. I have been fairly busy with many different kinds of parties. I’ve been to a bookclub lunch, bridge parties, zumba and have an upcoming street party. It’s been so much fun, I haven’t yet found the time for any shopping.
Taken when I was back in the UK. We had a day out at a winter wonderland Christmas shop. I couldn’t believe the amount of decorations on sale. I’m happy I don’t have a colour scheme or any kind of theme as I wouldn’t know where to start.
I spent far too long on Canva with these frames, but happy to say I have more knowledge on framing now!

I’ve been a good girl, I promise

Our lovely hostess Shirley created this table for our bridge lunch.

Enjoying a glass or two after playing bridge all afternoon. We didn’t do well.


Cute shop fronts back in the UK
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Arriving in Porto Covo around 8 pm we decided to eat in the hotel itself. I had a perfect room overlooking the sea. The restaurant looked to be first class and we weren’t disappointed.



We were staying here for three nights, and would be exploring the villages and towns nearby.
The next morning we had a delicious buffet breakfast together. Before setting off for the day I went for a walk along the cliff top.
I took the above photos sitting on the veranda. A man doing Tai Chi and a family of joggers.
Photos below of my walk along the cliff top. It was a beautiful walk. It went around in a loop to the back of the village. Alternatively, you could keep walking further along the top. There was a warning about the stairs being unstable down to the beach, so gave that a miss.














Top: Having fun posing with the sign – Bottom: Porto Covo Spa Hotel
What a difference a day made! The weather was beautiful on one of the days.
Photos of Porto Covo Village
The village of Porto Covo is picturesque and postcard perfect. I could easily visit here again, preferably in the summer months. We did eat out one night at a fabulous Italian Pizza place. On our third night we opted for the hotel again as the heavens opened as we were about to walk out of the door!
Also linking to Jo’s Monday Walk
We set off for Faro today to meet up with my sister-in-law and nephew. It was an early start and only a brief promised stop at a service station on the way! At least there would be coffee. The drive from Lisbon Airport to Faro Old Town takes approximately 2 hours 40 minutes. It maybe less with a certain driver. The journey is mostly inland so no nice coastal shots.
Crossing over the Vasco da Gama Bridge I was able to take a few photos, when my brother slowed down!

The bridge spans the Tagus River and is 17.2 kilometers long. It was until a few years ago the longest bridge in Europe. That title now belongs to the Crimean Bridge in Russia. It is a spectacular drive over with excellent road surfaces.
Stopping briefly for a much needed coffee at a service station, we huddled together under the smallest umbrella. The rain seemed to be chasing us from Lisbon.
We arrived in Faro around lunchtime in the middle of a storm. With the roads flooding and trees crashing down in the car park, we sat in the car and waited it out.
Sometime later after picking up Colleen and Greg we headed into Faro Old Town for lunch and a wander.

The Old Town features beautiful cobble stone alleyways and lanes. Murals adorn many of the walls and other walls are brightly painted.
We found the perfect spot for lunch, when I asked for the wine list the owner said there is none. He had over 2,500 bottles on display and told me just to describe the type of wine I was after. A tricky one, as who knew there were so many varieties of Alborinho.



After lunch we headed over to Faro Cathedral. By this time the weather had cleared and the sun was shining brightly.

There is no fee to enter and look around which was a welcome surprise. It made me wonder how this place is kept looking so nice, inside and out.


The ornate ceilings inside the chapel. Decorated with blue and yellow painted tiles. The “ribs” of the ceiling are carved masonry.
Deciding to go up to the roof, we climbed some very uneven steep stairs.
Below is a photo looking through the open window to the sea beyond.


Up on top, raincoat back on as the sun has disappeared once again.


Stunning views over the tiled rooftops of Faro

Steady but slow wins the race


The Chapel of Bones and the Bell Tower
The Chapel of Bones is so called because it is lined with skulls and bones of ordinary people. Gruesome indeed, imagining working and handling these.

The Famalam
The last but one day of November Squares. Becky has done an outstanding job of collating so many squares this month. The theme has been brilliant. Thank you Becky 😊.
Here’s a few I took in Portugal.

Reflections of the sun’s rays across the water at Porto Palafita da Carrasqueira.

I caught this lady taking many selfies against the backdrop of the Atlantic Sea in Portugal.

“I see a little silhouette of a man…”
The brother contemplating life.

Figures on the Monument to the Discoveries silhouetted against the sunset over the Tagus.
My last day in Lisbon was full of disasters. Starting early in the morning, I set off before breakfast to join a bus tour to Sintra. I had booked this previously while up at the castle. The sky was black, occasionally lit up by bolts of lightening accompanied by enormous claps of thunder. I arrived in plenty of time at the hotel named. After 15 minutes my spidey sense kicked in. I went inside and asked the concierge if they would kindly phone the number on my ticket. (Only data on my esim). I found out quickly that I had been booked the day before, but the wrong date was on my ticket.
It was suggested by now that I take an uber across town to see if I could catch the bus before it departed. I finally arrived at the correct place but watched all four buses leave. I stood at the roadside trying to wave them down, dripping wet. Beyond belief by now and hungry (hangry I should say) I went into the tour office. Anyway to finish off, the lovely girl in there booked me on another tour in the afternoon. I did lose some money but really did not have the patience or energy to trek back up to Sao Jorge Castle for a refund.


As wet as it was I had a good walk along the Avenue da Liberdade. This glorious boulevard is modeled after Champs-Elysees. Many luxury boutiques line this street along with five star hotels and restaurants.
So onto Sintra for an afternoon visit to the National Palace of Sintra. The tour was meant to include Cascais and Estoril, but due to the torrential rain we only had a brief stop in Cascais.

Looking up at the National Palace of Pena through the mist.
Capturing the reflections of the balustrade on the wet tiles.
I loved the ornate ceilings inside the Palace, each room had its own story to tell.




This ceiling dates from the 17th century and is within a geometric framework of wooden red and green beams.

The Swan Room ceiling, a masterpiece of gilded woodwork and painted panels. It is decorated with 27 painted swans. A number believed to be the age of the Infanta Isabel of Portugal when she became engaged. Each swan wears a crown around its neck.


The above two photos show the ceiling of the Magpie Room. There are 136 painted magpies, each holding a red rose in its claw, and a motto “Por bem” – For Honour in its beak. The magpies are said to represent the ladies-in-waiting of the court, gossiping about King John I kissing a lady-in-waiting. Source: Sintra Palace.

Just one example of the fabulous azulejo tiles on display in the palace. Such amazing scenes depicted throughout this room.
“Only the illustrious deserve to be painted” – Francisco de Hollanda
I thoroughly enjoyed my short time in Sintra. It is such a quaint town. Despite the rain I’m happy I managed to see some of it.

All’s well that ends well as the saying goes. And that is the end of my sojourn in Lisbon. More adventures await as we travel to Faro tomorrow.
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I woke up to a bleak and wet dreary day. Nevertheless, I set out with my trusty pink mac and waterproof shoes. After breakfast I stood pondering on the pavement looking at the slick and shiny cobblestones, realising the only way was up.
I was told yesterday that Tram 28 would take me as close to the castle as possible. Jumping on the tram I asked the young female driver if this was correct, nodding affirmatively she drove off. Heavy on the horn and hard on the breaks she made her way slowly up towards the castle.


Through the windows of the tram
Enjoying the ride and lost in thought I was more than surprised when she announced “everybody off”. I had missed the castle stop completely as places were not announced. I was told I had to make my way over to the other side of the square and start again. I waited in line for 15 minutes with the rain pouring down. With irony, I jumped back on the same tram and with the same driver! I pointedly asked her to tell me this time what stop to alight at.
Finally arriving, I walked up to the castle and started exploring. The rain was getting heavier so I did my best to take quick shots while trying to keep my phone dry.

Rainbow of raincoats


So many peacocks of various colours



Slightly on edge with beady eyes staring at me


There has been a structure on the top of the hill since the 1st Century. Sao Jorge Castle was captured in the 11th Century by King Alfonso. It was converted to a Royal palace and lived in until the 16th century.
Arches and Gateways



The walk around the castle was taking me quite some time. With so many stairs to climb on uneven slippery stones, I was being extra careful!
Windows, doors and other structures




Me and the views!






The views were stunning made more magical with the rooftop tiles glistening from the rain.
Feeling wet and cold it was time for lunch. It’s not hard to find a cozy cafe (“tasca”) in Lisbon and I walked into one just outside the castle. Of course I chose another fish dish.


Watching the world go by
The trip back to town did not go as planned, which seems to be the theme so far for this trip. Hopped on the wrong bus, just hoping for the best not really planning for the worst. I had a long walk back to the apartment, arriving completely soaking wet.
However, The Brother had planned a great evening which made up for it. He took me to a secret bar around 15 minutes walk away. Here we enjoyed a cocktail in the most quirkiest of places.


The place was amazing, with World War I and II toys on showcased in cabinets and on the ceiling.



Who doesn’t like a man in uniform!


The Pink Mac in all it’s glory. Here I am looking like a Tele Tubby, according to The Brother.
As my brother is working in Portugal I thought I would take the opportunity to visit him. He booked us into a two bed apartment just down the hill from the infamous funicular. During the day I was left to my own devices, meeting up for dinner at night. I’m quite happy to take tours on my own or follow google maps to explore this beautiful city.


I found a cute little cafe just a minute from the apartment to start the day with coffee and breakfast.
I worked out a walking plan and started down the hill. At the bottom I spied a hop on bus which I jumped on right away. Looking at the map I intended to alight at the Jeronimos Monastery. When I looked at the queue, I realised there was no way I was going to line up for an hour in the sun. I decided a different plan was called for.





I carried on walking towards the water front and through a beautiful park. The song Perfect was being played by a girl with a flute which could be heard all through the park.
The amazing Monument to the Discoveries came into view, looking dramatic against the blue sky. I took a few photos of the figures on the side and it was only when I looked up I saw people at the top. I decided to join them and bought a ticket, no queues this time. An elevator takes you up six floors and then there are stairs to the top. Well worth the price of the €10 ticket.



This monument is located on the banks of the Tagus River. It is shaped like the bow of a caravel, standing at 184 ft tall. The leading figure is Prince Henry the Navigator and followed by 32 other significant figures from that era. (The Age of Discovery during the 15th and 16th Centuries).






Ajuda National Palace and Jeronimos Monastery.
In the basement of this monument is a cultural centre which showcases various exhibits over the centuries. I enjoyed all the murals on display here.



Feeling peckish by now I headed back into the Old Town and looked for a traditional Portuguese cafe for lunch. I found the perfect place.


I didn’t think I could go wrong with a traditional dish of grilled sardines and a glass of Vino Verde.
With still time to go, I caught another bus up to the castle. It was too late to go in. I’ll try again tomorrow.

View from the top of Sao Jorge Castle
Out for dinner
A fabulous first day exploring the sights and streets of Lisbon. With so much to do it’s impossible to see everything in a few days. I am going to do my best.
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I’m in Lisbon for a few days and thought I would post some of the streets around this wonderful scenic city.










More photos and posts to come, I’m without my laptop and find it quite time consuming on a phone or iPad. I admire those bloggers who can post on the go.
Anyway Adeus for now, off to drink more Vino Verde.

I’m in the UK for a quick visit back to see my mum and other family. Last night we sat on the deck under heaters and blankets and watched fireworks and an almost full moon.

“The Moon is magic for the soul and light for the senses.”


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For Becky’s NovemberSquares
Johnbo’s Cellpic Sunday
Silent Sunday
Squares is back for November! This challenge is hosted by Becky from The Life of B and should be tagged NovemberSquares. Read the link to find out more.
For the first day I’ve gone with shadows. Photos I took when I took my grandchildren to the park a few weeks ago. For a better effect I changed the filter to black and white.

A photo of 7 year old Lachie on a net swing

5 year old Rosie on a swing

I also took this the same day at a mini golf course. The dappled shadows of the trees caught my eye. Look closely at the bottom left and you can see me as well!
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Walking through the Royal Botanic Gardens is an escape from city life. It’s peaceful and quiet with the trees masking the noise from the roads. It was founded in 1846 and covers 38 hectares. As we only had a few hours to explore we followed the path back towards the city. My gallery below shows just a few of the scenes on offer.
I liked these quotes so typed them out to be able read them clearly.
This plant caught my eye, at first from a distance I thought it was a light of some kind.



The photo above is of Guilfoyle’s Volcano. It is a restored reservoir built in 1876 built to look like a volcano. From here you can see panoramic scenes of the city.



Top left, Anthony in the Tacoma Pavilion ; Top right, “Looking out”
Bottom, Shrine of Remembrance.
Looking through the trees towards the City skyline
There is a cafe here for lunches and coffees and also many places to sit and have a picnic. The Yarra River is only a short walk away where there are many cafes and restaurants.

This is one of my favourite places for lunch, especially on a sunny day.
Another interesting place to explore, particularly when it’s raining is The National Gallery of Victoria. It is normally free entrance, if there is a special exhibition an entrance fee might be required. There are four floors to explore with over 76,000 works of art to see.
I have collated a gallery of my own below. I framed my favourites.






Paintings by Nipa Doshi

Tea and coffee salon, Sabo, 1939
Saeki Shunko

Parrots Live Forever
Audrey Flack
I took the above to show my 7 year old grandson as I think some of his artwork is better!

Photograph titled Irises
Robert Mapplethorpe
This last one appealed to me because of the shadow and light thrown across the flowers. Tea and Coffee Salon is my favourite and think it would look excellent hanging in my living room.
If you’re looking for quirky places to eat in Melbourne off the beaten track, we found an excellent French restaurant. Midnight in Paris is situated in Prahran High Street and is also an art gallery. They have live music on Fridays and Saturdays. The service and food are excellent.


Our tasty mains


A sample of the artwork on display

Cozy garden at the back
I was tempted to get up and have a little boogie and danced like no-one was watching! But everyone would have been watching it was so small.

I’m linking to Jo’s Monday Walk and Natalie’s Weekend Coffee Share and PPAC
During our week in Melbourne we saw many new murals. I managed to find a few without too much graffiti drawn on them. It seems to be a thing now that all murals are being defaced with graffiti.
It’s great to walk around the different neighbourhoods in Melbourne and find street art. You can often miss various artworks if you’re walking on the wrong side or not looking up. These murals really brighten up the drab walls and sides of the buildings.







“The Phlegm Robot”
By Phlegm a British street artist. A five story tall robot depicting a small village inside his head. The light on the building has been incorporated to show the beating heart.
My favourite is the one with the dogs. Although the most interesting is the last one, so intricate. Also the only one with any information about it.
Sarah @ Travel with me is the host for this week’s Monochrome Madness.
There is something about old ruins of houses and castles that look better in monochrome. The first photos of these buildings would have been in black and white anyway! I’ve put together a small gallery for the theme this week.
My feature photo is the Ruins of St. Paul’s, Macau. A 17th century catholic religious complex.
I love walking through old buildings and ruins and touching the walls and stones. It makes me stop and wonder about what went on before, who walked on these floors and touched these walls.

Gjirokaster Castle, Albania

Butrint National Park, Albania
I had fun editing the above photo with the Snapseed App. I think I used the retro filter and a frame that makes it look like an old negative.

A bleak looking Alcatraz, USA
A depressing building to say the least! There was not much colour in there anyway.


The above two photos were taken a few years ago and the collapse of the house looks like it had happened recently. In actual fact it has been left like this since 1968, when there was a massive earthquake. The homestead was owned by the Snooke family and dated back to 1904. Alice Snooke managed to rescue her 2 year daughter from the ruins and lived to tell the tale.

Holyrood Abbey, Edinburgh

Stonehenge, England
“OLD BUILDINGS ARE LIKE A BOOK. YOU CAN OPEN IT AND READ THE HISTORY OF A PLACE, OF A PEOPLE, OF A CIVILIZATION”
RICHARD HENRIQUEZ
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This is the question posed by Tina from Travels and Trifles this week. We are all familiar with the famous story by Aesop from our childhood. The moral of the story is “living a simple and happy life is better than living an extravagant life with constant fear“.
Of course we all want a happy life, not so sure about simple. I love living near a city, but not in one, just near enough to get an exciting vibe whenever I feel the need. On the otherhand, I do like the peace and quiet of the Perth suburbs.
Having lived and worked in London and also Hong Kong, I enjoyed the hustle and bustle of city life. We lived in the countryside in Hong Kong, an anomaly right there, but it wasn’t too far to drive into the city.








I love a city break for two or three nights, see the sights and visit fancy restaurants. Coming home to my serene suburban life is always welcome at the end.
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This week for the Lens-Artist Challenge, Anne @ Slow Shutter Speed has asked us to go on a scavenger hunt for photos dealing with the topics she has suggested. Check out her website for all the details.
Our aim was to find between five and ten, no more than ten. With such diversity, it was a hard choice.






This was lots of fun, I like a challenge that enables me to use photo editing tools. For this post I used SnapSeed. It’s a great free app that I have on my phone.
This week’s theme for Monochrome Madness is Street Lamps. Chosen by Brian @ BushBoy’s World.
I looked through my archives and found a few, they make lovely shots, especially when transformed into monotone. The old wrought iron and lacework make the best photos. Obviously, lighting has changed over the years to be more practical. Still, a street looks so much more interesting when there are old-fashioned lamp posts.



I couldn’t resist leaving a touch of the yellow lichen on the roof.
Taken on a walk around London, I happened to glance down an alley way and saw this pub. Apparently the tallest pub in London and there has been an inn on this site since 1142. It is now a Grade II listed building. Charles Dickens mentioned it several times in The Pickwick Papers.
The above needs no introduction. Being named after one of Charles II’s mistresses. Possibly, the most famous one of all.
After much planning and anticipation we flew to London last week. Our itinerary included a month in America, visiting friends and relatives. A visit to my mum was also long overdue.
My mum was overjoyed to see us on the first day, but sadly on the second had to be reminded of who I was. That is the cruelness of dementia.


Things were going swimmingly, flights and hotels were all booked for the US. Unfortunately a few days ago my poor husband had to visit the emergency department. There were problems with his bladder. He is now awaiting further tests.
Health always comes first obviously, but that still doesn’t mean there isn’t profound disappointment over a long awaited trip. We have both received quite a scare and a wake up call. As soon as he is fit to fly we will be making our way home.
We did have a few lovely days before this catastrophe. A walk along the River Crouch, along from where my brother lives. Staying at my brother and sister-in-law’s has been a blessing. We also had a fun day in London catching up with some cousins. Although Anthony did nearly fall down the stairs from the top of a double decker bus! He just about managed to hold on, this is where things started to go wrong. Who knows, a coincidence perhaps?


These are photos of the Guild Church of St. Katherine Cree and with the Gherkin in the background. I love walking around the streets of London, admiring the old and new. Although I think they could spend a few pounds on cleaning up this lovely old church! It is one of the oldest buildings in the city, with the present building dating back to 1628.

Overlooking Regent’s Canal
The best laid plans of Mice and Men is from a poem by Robert Burns. It highlights the idea that even the most carefully planned things can be disrupted. The best way forward is to accept all things with equanimity and not to rail against events that cannot be changed. This is my mantra for the moment.
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This is a challenge indeed! Paula from Lost in Translation has chosen March’s words and here’s my gallery below. You can make up your own minds if mine accurately match the words.

This is my mum in Ephesus, Turkey, writing her wishes. Visitors write wishes or prayors on pieces of cloth and tie them to the wall. We were on a cruise and one of the tours took us to the wishing wall at the House of the Virgin Mary. I hope hers came true.

Taken from my garden a few weeks ago. I get quite a kick in seeing a different colour sky than blue! Although that’s not a complaint.

A pavement drawing in chalk in Hong Kong. It seems such an effort to draw in chalk as these are only temporary. Very clever though.

Authentic and iconic, this would be recognisable anywhere in the world. There are some similar buildings that share the sail like structures but Sydney Opera House is in a class of its own.

Also a a recent photo from my garden. Anthony left this blooming cluster of bougainvillea when pruning the rest.
There is no theme this week for Monochrome Madness. However, I have taken inspiration from Leanne’s post. Her post focuses on buildings or architecture.

Tirana, Albania and London

Hong Kong


Hydrabad, India

Girokastra, Albania

Stratford Upon Avon, England
I’ve enjoyed editing these photos with different tones of black and white. It’s been fun working with all the different tools that come with Canva.
This week the theme is about cropping one photo three ways. I was surprised by how different the original could look. It took me a while to get this they way I wanted, hence just the one photo! Thanks Leanne for an interesting challenge.
The original photo which I’ve converted to a monochrome filter.

A mural by Australian street artist – Matt Adnate. Maybe the tallest mural in the Southern Hemisphere.

A young Noongar man holding a bunch of eucalyptus leaves.

A Middle Eastern Woman

A young Burmese Girl
My favourite is the Middle Eastern Woman. By cropping this image it enhances the smaller details, such as her scarf.
I sat outside yesterday morning with my coffee, enjoying the early morning cool weather. I looked up at the sky and wondered if the rain was coming or going. All of a sudden through the haze a rainbow appeared. As I sat in silent wonder, it seemed to become brighter. A lovely treat for a Saturday morning I thought.

Brian @ Bushboy’s World is the host for this week’s Monochrome Madness. His theme is chairs in case you haven’t guessed. I’ve picked a few from my archives but I do have a special chair to share too.

The chair above was my husband’s grandmother’s. It is an antique (Victorian?) nursing chair. It has been reupholstered in yellow silk. It is a beautiful piece of furniture, but doesn’t look at all comfortable to nurse a feeding baby.
In front of our room in Khao Lak, Thailand
Melbourne Museum of Art
It would be quite alarming having this hanging over you while studying.
Bali, Indonesia
“It’s not what’s on the table that matters, it’s who is in the chairs”
The Pickle Factory, Wisconsin – 2015
“Old empty chairs are not empty in reality; memories always sit there”

The Summer school holidays finally came to an end here in Perth. Master Lachie would be starting year 2 and Miss Rosie would be entering kindergarten. Time for new shoes. I took both munchkins to our local shopping centre to have their feet measured up for new shoes. Everything is so sophisticated these days, and feet are measured electronically. Back in the day your foot was put into a wooden contraption with a slide bar.
Rosie was going two and three days a week, so I can still have my days with her.

Out shopping for her favourite toys.
We had some extensive tree cutting and bush pruning performed by professionals. Although my dear hubby said he would do it all – eventually – it’s the removal of all the debris that is a problem. Now I have an empty flower bed to replant, which I’ll be getting advice about.

I’m looking forward to discussing ideas with a lady I found locally.
The weather is turning slightly cooler in the mornings and evenings which is a relief. I’ve been able to sit out in the mornings with my coffee. This little guy has been visiting every morning and having a morning feed. Luckily Zac and Rufus didn’t notice.




Hubby and I had a lovely lunch in Fremantle last week. We tried a place that was new to us but I’d heard good reviews. It was such a beautiful day, we managed to get a table outside.



A couple of sculptures caught my eye. The dog is so cute.

Say hello to Dwert (noongar for dingo). Created by sculptor – Martin Jaine.


The above is a life size sculpture of a memorial to the migrant children. Between 1947 and 1953 over 3,000 children (many unaccompanied) from UK and Malta migrated to Western Australia. They went to voluntary and religious organisations. Many of these children we now know were little more than unpaid workers. They suffered untold abuse which has only come to light in the last ten years or so. The children were told they were orphans. Some of them were. Others had mothers who, due to extreme hardship, had no choice but to let them go.
We stopped at a local delicatessen to pick up some goodies and this exotic lady was posing in the middle of the shop.

Please don’t touch. I am very fragile. My name is Caffe’tina. I was made in 12 days. Arrived 8th January 2023. Multicycling in Brazil.
Coffee beans used on me __ kilo ___ grams.
I thought this was so clever and must have taken ages to put together. I wonder what the answers were?
Well that’s February done and dusted already. Have a lovely March everyone.
I’m joining in with a few challenges.
The Changing Season hosted by Brian and Ju-Lyn
and also Dan’s CFFC – Blue and…
PPAC by Natalie
This week’s theme is hands chosen by Stupidity Hole. I created a gallery below from photos from my archive.
“Remember you have golden hands. Whatever you touch turns golden. You give value to what you do and not the other way around“






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Off for our usual Sunday jaunt to a winery in the Swan Valley. We haven’t been to the Swan Valley for a while, preferring to go into the Perth Hills for the views. More wineries are located in the Swan Valley, along with restaurants, cafes and farm shops. We had lunch at Riverbank Estate overlooking the green vineyards. There’s a mediterranean ambience here, maybe due to the terracotta and limestone brick architecture.
The service and food were excellent. As it was a super hot day there were hanging water spouts squirting a cool mist over us.
On the way out I stopped to take a few photos of the decorative window frames.




Something for Monday Window!
Monochrome Madness this week is hosted by Sarah @ Travel with Me. The theme is the sea. I’ve been experimenting again with Canva, and made a couple of collages. It’s taken far longer that it should have again, I need to spend more time playing around with it.

I’ve recently been going to Cottesloe Beach for a quick swim in the morning. Always within the shark net! Below are some I took the other day. There are constant shark warnings, they don’t seem to bother so many people. I’m not so blase.

Thanks Sarah for an enjoyable challenge. I love all the wordpress challenges, they are good for looking back through your photos. They bring back long forgotten memories and also help clean up photo albums.
The challenge for Lens Artist this week is “Cats and Dogs” hosted by Tina. I’m not a cat person in any way at all and have never owned one. I’m always slightly wary of cats, you never know when they will strike. Give me a dog anyday.
I know the saying is “A Man’s Best Friend” but my two fur boys are also mine. Zac and Rufus have been with us for 9 and ten years. Both were adopted from rescue organisations. They were both apparently one year old when they first came to live with us. We think though that Zac was older and Rufus was younger. They love each other like true brothers and can’t do anything without the other.
I put together a small collage using Canva instead of uploading many different ones.

Rufus and Zac are so much part of our family, I can’t imagine living life without a dog around.
I’m running out of space for this blog and it’s so time consuming deleting old posts and finding the photos that are attached. Do I upgrade for more space or spend time deleting old posts and photos?
Debbie from Travel with Intent hosts One Word Sunday, and as you’ve probably guessed the theme is square this week.
A small gallery of squares, all squared away.


“Being a square keeps you from going around in circles.”
J. Vernon McGee


“I’m beat to the square, and square to the beat, and that’s my vocation.”
William Everson
Dan from No Facilities is now the host of this challenge, and this week the theme is ordinal numbers. I have to plead ignorance on this one! After good old google came to the rescue I began hunting through my photos.
I didn’t come up with anything much, maybe I wasn’t searching for the correct words.
During our time in Hong Kong we caught a bus to Aberdeen. We hadn’t been to Aberdeen in over twenty years and was surprised at how nice the new promenade was.




Aberdeen dates back to the Ming Dynasty, and was originally known as Hong Kong. When the first foreigners landed they thought this town was the whole island. Even after they discovered this wasn’t the case, the name still stuck. The name Aberdeen comes from George Hamilton-Gordon, 4th Earl of Aberdeen, The former Prime Minister of the United Kingdom (1852-1855).
Aberdeen is still a thriving fishing harbour with many people living on their boats.






During our stay in Hong Kong there was a “Pandamic”, advertised as a “Pandastic event”. We saw hundreds of these being blown up in Hong Kong Harbour. I couldn’t work out how this related to Christmas.
We walked along the promenade and noticed a ferry that was about to depart for Lamma Island. This was another place that we hadn’t been to since we had left Hong Kong. So without further ado, we jumped on board and sailed away.



We reached Lamma around lunchtime and meandered along the seafront looking for a place to eat. Many of the restaurants only serve seafood, mostly local cuisine. We opted for one that served Western also.
After lunch we had a wander up and down the seafront. Lamma is a fairly large island with many hiking trails. Young local Chinese often camp overnight here.




Dragon Boats are human powered watercraft and generally made from Teak. Dragon Boating is a popular pastime in Hong Kong, there is even a public holiday for this event.

If you are ever in Hong Kong and want to escape the busy city life, here is a fantastic way to see another side of Hong Kong. It’s a great day trip and easy to do. Ferries leave from Central, Hong Kong Island and Aberdeen regularly. Many people who visit HK miss out on these smaller side trips. They are not advertised much internationally but are very popular with local Hong Kong people. Ferries go back and forth regularly, both from Central and Aberdeen. The islands of Hong Kong and Country Parks are lush and verdant, which is a surprise to many.
I took these photos last year during a walk along the beachfront in Cottesloe. They were in preparation for Becky’s Geometric January.



The first half of January has been busy in the extreme! My son Laurence and his lovely fiancee Maddy tied the knot on January 3rd. Our house was full to the rafters with overseas family staying and various guests popping around to see us. It was the happiest two weeks I could imagine.
Our visitors wanted to visit South West WA for a few days. I managed to book an 8 bedroom house in Busselton. We were so happy that Laurence and Maddy decided to join us as well. I booked a few places to eat and drink as there were 17 of us in all. I couldn’t imagine turning up en masse without a booking. I was teased constantly that everywhere had better be good, otherwise there would be complaints to travelswithali!
To find a house this large and in high season was a feat in itself. There were enough bedrooms to accommodate all of us, so no-one had to sleep on the floor.
Our first lunch was spent at Shelter Brewing Company, right on the promenade overlooking the beach. The food came quickly and the beer was served in paddles, four at a time. Great for beer lovers who got the chance to sample a few.
After checking in and everyone choosing a room, we unpacked and headed to the beach.
Busselton Jetty is the longest pier in the Southern Hemisphere at 1,841 metres long. At the end of the pier there is an underwater jetty and sculpture park. To see the sculptures there are scuba diving tours.




There is a train that goes to the end and back for a fee. Otherwise a walk will take around 30 minutes each way. The beach is beautiful and great for small kids and adults who don’t like too many waves (me). With many restaurants, cafes and bars here it’s not difficult to find somewhere for breakfast, lunch or dinner.



On our second day, a few of the boys played a round of golf and the rest of us drove to Dunsborough. I’ve written about Dunsborough previoulsy. It’s a small town full of quirky shops and small boutiques. We did all manage to buy a few items.
Wild Hop Brewery was booked for 4pm. A fantastic place in Yallingup. By the time we arrived many of the items had disappeared off the menu. Also some of the staff were quite rude. Anyway after a few drinks we still enjoyed it.




On the morning of our last full day, we had a trip to Meelup Beach in the morning. I had booked a winery for the afternoon. Meelup Beach is also a child friendly beach with soft sand and beautiful clear water.






Next we were off to Lentedal Winery in Marybrooke, Margaret River. What a wonderful find this was. We had a table outside but under a shade cloth. Before ordering any food we did some wine tasting. After a scrumptious lunch we walked around the estate to look at the animals.




We had an absolutely perfect time away together. There’s nothing like a family holiday. I’m not sure when we will all be together again like this, living so far apart from each other. People have busy lives and jobs to do. Flights are expensive and holidays are short. We made so many memories to treasure and look back on. I made a Whatsapp group and can look back and read all the hilarious messages that were posted daily.
I did manage a walk to the end of Busselton Pier with Anthony, quite an accomplishment!
A belated Happy New Year to everyone. My first post of the year is linked to Becky’s Geometric January. I have been tracking this little guy’s progress since Christmas Eve. Now, I’m in a dilemma about what to do.
Day One

I had visitors due from the UK and thought it would be interesting for them to see. These spiders are not venomous and are reluctant to bite. I was searching for geometric photos for Becky and loved the shape of the web designs.
“The next time you see a spider web, please, pause and look a little closer. You’ll be seeing one of the most high-performance materials known to man.“
Cheryl Hayashi
He was doing a pretty good job of catching all the other insects too.
Everyday the web grew larger and he caught more insects.
A spider is slow, but its web catches the fastest flies.
~ Matshona Dhliwayo
Day 18
Christmas has been and gone and we’re now preparing for Halloween.
My dear hubby is of the voice of Live and Let Live, whereas I am “enough is enough”. So that is my dilemma. The spider has provided much entertainment and has certainly earned his keep. Any suggestions?
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Here’s hoping to everyone who follows me and to those I follow that you all have the most wonderful Christmas. I’ll be looking forward to reading and writing more posts in 2025.






During all the times we have been to Macau, we have never visited the famous casinos. This is something that has been on my list for a while.
Macau’s economy relies heavily on gambling. Macau has 61 casinos of which the biggest is The Venetian Macau. It’s surprising to note that Macau is the gambling capital of the World, the hotels and casinos are much larger for one thing.
Walking back from dinner on our first night, we passed by the MGM. So we stepped inside to take a look. There were several sculptures of lions, on display. As everyone knows the lion is the symbol of MGM.







I loved the amazing detail of these lions, there were many more too.


Neither of us are gambling types which is fortunate, otherwise the temptations would be too great!



The artwork at the MGM is stunning, I could have stayed a night or two here quite happily. It felt more like a museum than a hotel.
Most of the casinos are located in Taipa and the three biggest are The Venetian, The Parisian and The Londoner. We managed The Venetian and The Londoner, but our senses were overwhelmed and we didn’t get to The Parisian. I did feel as if I had visited three cities in one day.
The Venetian in Macau was built to replicate The Venetian in Las Vegas. To say it is astounding would be an understatement. My first impressions on walking to the canals section were that the weather had improved and turned warmer. Realising that it was in fact a false ceiling, I had the feeling I was an extra on The Truman Show.




It was a Sunday the day we visited and also a festive holiday and the crowds were out in force. When I looked up I was momentarily confused as to what the dark holes in the sky were. I thought at first they were drones. I have to say it was very disconcerting.


I’ve now been to Venice!
As we left The Venetian, I looked up to see the striking ceiling, with such complex designs.
The Houses of Parliament from The Londoner in the background.

The Houses of Parliament and Big Ben at The Londoner
After a while Anthony said he had to get out, it was getting to be claustrophobic! They don’t make it easy though to find an exit, everywhere just seemed to lead to more labyrinths.


Before heading over to The Londoner I managed to take a couple of photos of the Eiffel Tower at The Parisian.




We stopped for a drink at one of the many cafes inside and watched The Changing of the Guards.

Big Ben
I enjoyed visiting The Londoner, the architecture is unbelievable. I can’t imagine how it would be to stay in a place like this. For one, the cost would be extortionate and also I think it would feel too overwhelming.
I’m happy that we visited some of the casinos but I doubt we would go back, Macau has so much more to offer. If you visit and want to see some fabulous art, I would suggest one of the big casinos.
After flying from Bangkok to Hong Kong, we immediately took the bus over the new HKZM Bridge. This is something Anthony has wanted to do for a while. Normally we would take the ferry, but after researching how to buy tickets, this was such an easy way to travel. There is no need to pick up your luggage as this is arranged for you. All we needed to do was follow the signs at the airport. Everything went smoothly and the bus ride was very comfortable. Our hotel was just a short taxi ride away.
HKZM Bridge (Hong Kong – Zuhai – Macau – Bridge) s a 55-kilometre (34 mi) bridge–tunnel system consisting of a series of three cable-stayed bridges, an undersea tunnel, and four artificial islands. It is both the longest sea crossing and the longest open-sea fixed link in the world. The cost of construction was US$18 billion and is meant to last 120 years. Source: Wikipedia.
We were staying at Crowne Plaza, Macau. Possibly one of the few hotels without a casino! Our room was on the 21st floor and we had amazing views over the sea and looking towards China. Although there was massive construction going on below for more reclaimed land.



Macau is a special administrative region of China. It is the most densely populated region in the World with a total of 710,000 people. It consists of three regions, Macau Peninsula, Taipa and Coloane. These three regions are connected by road bridges. There has been so much land reclamation over the last century that Macau has tripled its land size.
One of the places I wanted to revisit was the old Taipa houses. The last time we visited they were not open to the public. These houses were built in 1921 to house the wealthy Portuguese families.







There is still a wonderful Mediterranean feel about Macau. With cobbled stone streets, louvered windows and street signs in Portuguese, you could imagine you were in Portugal. Being very near Christmas, there were hundreds of poinsettias lining the stairs and walls.






We only went into one house, all houses were free to enter. To have indoor plumbing on this tiny island would have been a blessing indeed!
When they were first built, there would have been a view over the sea. Since the land reclamation, there is now a wetland.



It was past lunchtime by now so we headed back to the main streets and found a cute Portuguese restaurant.

This was actually on the ceiling of the restaurant. I thought it must have been hard on the artist’s arms to paint this.
Our delicious lunch.




I hope you enjoyed visiting Taipa with me, next up I will be posting about Macau’s famous casinos.
I’m joining Jo on her Monday Walks also!
Last week we caught up with Anthony’s brother and wife for a few days in Bangkok. Having been here many times before, there was no need to be a tourist. I had booked us into the Chatrium Riverside Hotel with a fantastic view over the Chao Phraya River. Staying by the river is a wonderful way to see Bangkok, as most hotels have their own river boat. The ferries run all day to Sathorn Pier and from here you can take other boats or walk a short distance to the station.
City and river views from our room
Our first morning was spent catching up over a lengthy breakfast, watching the river transport.

After breakfast we took the river ferry over to the Iconsiam. A massive shopping mall, not with just shops but also artwork, fountains, waterfalls and many restaurants.
It was the King’s Birthday today plus Father’s Day, so we expected crowds. It wasn’t as bad as we feared and we had the ferry almost to ourselves.
Outside and inside the Iconsiam was absolute mayhem, people milling around and taking photos and generally blocking the way! Didn’t expect anything less being a public holiday.

Not your traditional tree!
The basement has a floating market with many hawker type stalls. It’s also where all the Thai style handicrafts are located. I did manage to pick up a few Christmas presents.
I wanted to see the waterfall on the third floor, which drops from the middle of the ceiling and changes colour as it falls. This was spectacular and a feat in architectural design.
For lunch we snagged an outside table overlooking the river and ate while we watched the different boats go up and down.

Taking the same route back to the hotel, we had more of a wait for connecting ferries.

These guys don’t hang around and it’s a swift turnaround. You have to be quick on your feet to jump on and off! But no complaints as it’s a free service.


A new suitcase for me, plus goodies inside for Anthony. I’ll have no trouble at the carousel looking for my case.
We had a quick rest before heading down for a seafood buffet. The weather was perfect, with a light breeze making it possible to sit outside. For me it’s still quite hot, but you see many of the Thai people with hoodies and sweatshirts on as it is Winter.
The next day we took it easy around the beautiful pool, catching some rays and swimming a few laps.
Our last evening was spent on a nearby rooftop bar drinking champagne and watching the sunset.









There is plenty to do in Bangkok, from visiting the temples, just browsing the many shops or taking a leisurely cruise along the river. Also with many different cuisines you can eat cheaply at the hawker stalls or fine dine if that’s your thing. Bangkok is a wonderful city to stop over for a short break.

It’s been a fairly quiet month here in Perth for me. Many outings with Rosie of course, including one to the zoo. A few dinner dates, a concert in the park and a trip to the cinema. The weather has been very changeable, with a few hot days, extremely windy ones and too many cold ones!
On the day we went to the zoo it was slightly overcast and a few rain clouds about. Ideal for walking. I thought I had arrived early enough to find a carpark near the entrance, but not early enough as it was full. We drove around up and down the side streets and eventually found one, around ten minutes walk. Rosie seemed happy to walk. We hired a stroller once inside, but I ended up pushing it mostly empty! We had a lovely few hours checking out all the animals.




From here it all went downhill pretty fast. We walked back the allotted ten minutes and I said to Rosie, “hmm, I don’t remember walking past this building”. Well, after dragging Rosie up and down for almost 40 minutes, I called my daughter. I said, “Sorry, but you will have to come and pick us up. I’ve lost the car.” This was supposed to be her day to herself. We had to wait another 20 minutes but I was glad of the rest. Anyway, of course we found the car pretty quickly, I had missed a turning. Needless to say, the zoo is off the list for a while.


A day out with the munchkins at our favourite place, Chapel Farm. They keep some alpacas on the grounds. Such cute animals.



From a walk around Subiaco, looking at the new murals being painted.

Christmas cookie baking, although the icing was the best part


Taken on separate nights while having happy hour in my garden
Linking to The Changing Seasons, Last on the Card and Lens Artist Challenge – “Make me Smile”
For Monochrome Madness this week, Sarah from Travel with Me, has challenged us to find leading lines in our photos.
“Leading lines are a compositional technique that uses lines in a photograph to guide the viewer’s eye towards the subject. They can be natural or man-made, and can be straight, curved, horizontal, vertical, or diagonal. Leading lines can create a sense of movement and depth, and can be used to direct the viewer’s focus, create balance, and tell a story“.
I’ve thoroughly scoured my archives to see if I had anything along these lines (excuse the pun!).
I wouldn’t have necessarily taken a photo because of the lines, these just become apparent after viewing. I will now try and implement this technique.
It’s something I’ve come to appreciate on these challenges, I find out more and more about different ways of taking photos.
Climbing the Sydney Harbour Bridge is a popular tourist attraction. For the more adventurous and not something I’ve ever felt inclined to do! I prefer looking up at the ant like characters at the top.





Quiet street in Luang Prabang, mostly bikes. Such a peaceful road.
Patti is the Lens Artist host this week and she has challenged us all to find the details in our subject. Post three photos from different angles.
I’m not quite sure I’m on the right track with mine! Maybe I’m biased but I think Rufus is extremely photogenic.



The last one is a tad blurry, but it was taken on the spur of the moment. Looks 3D or as if I have cut and pasted! You can probably guess that he’s excited for his dinner. Although you would think he hasn’t eaten in a week.

I’m joining “Changing Seasons” and “What’s Been on Your Calendar” for the month of October. Feature photo is from my garden.
I see from most of the posts people are enjoying the Autumn months and getting reading for winter. Here in the South Hemisphere we are coming up to our hottest months. We are still having a few cold nights here and there. So, I haven’t put away my winter clothes yet. Although I have been here too long to really appreciate what cold actually means!
It’s been a fairly quiet month, no travelling, having just returned from Bali at the end of September. The school holidays still had a week left at the beginning of September. So, I spent a day with the munchkins. In our local town they had arranged a dinosaur hunt. This entailed looking for posters of dinosaurs in and around the shopping centre, with prizes and games along the way.





We sure had a big long walk around town, which made for a quiet afternoon.
I thought my garden could do with some new flowers, so one week I took Rosie to the local garden centre. We had a lovely wander through the plants and flowers and Rosie chose a Kangaroo Paw.




I love Alstroemerias, also known as Lily of the Incas. They are always in flower and are a great ground cover adding plenty of colour to the garden.
We enjoyed a visit to one of our favourite wineries, Stringy Bark. It’s an hour’s drive, so Anthony’s car had a good run.
Iron sculptures at Stringy Bark
There are some new murals in a nearby suburb, I managed to see two on our way to dinner.
The mural below is by Wild Drawing. A Balinese artist. His work can be found around the world. WD is based in Athens.


Artist – Finton McGee
As we move into November it’s high time we sorted out the garden and patio areas. This means weeding and cleaning in preparation for a houseful of guests, arriving in late December.
There’s always time for a cocktail though.
A challenge hosted by Deb, Jo, Sue and Donna. Look no further for your latest recommendations in reading from these wonderful hosts.
What I’ve been reading this month is a real mix of genres. I’ll start with the latest, which was a book club choice.
“Think before you speak. Read before you think.”
Fran Lebowitz

Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow which I’m sure many of you have seen, read or heard about. This was a Sunday Times best seller two years ago. I was put off initially by the synopsis, as it’s essentially about gaming. I did read that it’s not all about gaming, which is true. There are a lot of chapters about gaming though!
Sam and Sadie meet when they are children in a hospital. While Sam is in recovery from a tragic accident, Sadie is there because her sister is having treatment for cancer. They bond over their love of games. They lose touch for many years but then come together again due to their love of gaming.
I thought it was more for younger adults, but I eventually come to love the story of their friendship and love for each other. Gabrielle Zevin is a fantastic writer and brings to life the different characters throughout the book. Extremely clever book which stayed with me long after I had finished it. 5/5
“IN THE CASE OF GOOD BOOKS, THE POINT IS NOT TO SEE HOW MANY OF THEM YOU CAN GET THROUGH, BUT RATHER HOW MANY
CAN GET THROUGH TO YOU.”
-Mortimer J. Adler

I have read Kerryn Mayne’s previous book, Lenny Marks gets away with Murder, so was looking forward to reading the new one.
Most of her life Joy, the mother of twins, Andie and Cassie has been lying to them. To explain why they can’t go to school and have friends, she tells them they are from the future. They have to go back on their 21st birthday. Things don’t go as planned because on the day in question, Joy is found dead in the living room armchair.
A quirky book indeed, as we find out by going back in time, what prompted Joy to tell this outrageous lie. It was a fun read, if you suspend disbelief and just go along for the ride. 4/5
“Reading is an exercise in empathy, an exercise in walking in someone else’s shoes for a while”.
Malorie Blackman

Clare Chambers is one of my favourite authors and I’ve loved all of her books. This book is based on a true story and is quite shocking in some respects.
The story is set in the 1960’s and Helen is working in a psychiatric hospital as an art therapist. She is also having an affair with a handsome married doctor. She has been quite happy about this for many years, until the hidden man came to stay at the hospital.
A 37 year old man, called William Tapping, has been found living in a derelict house who hasn’t been outside in decades. This is a beautiful story told from different viewpoints. We go back in time to learn the background of why William was hidden away. Highly recommend 5/5
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Aletta from Now At Home is the host for this week’s Monochrome Madness. The theme is Stairs and Steps.
“You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step. ”
Martin Luther King, Jr.
“All rising to great places is by a winding stair”
Gautama Buddha

This week for Lens Artist, Sofia has challenged us to look back. I was inspired by her post to dig out some old photos of my first trip to China. Like many of you I have numerous photos of long ago travels. Many are in albums but there are a great deal of loose ones.
I took a trip to Guilin in 1989 and had been in Hong Kong for a few months. I had already met Anthony but had some free time between jobs. It was an organised trip made through a local travel agent, one of those all inclusive tours. As I was travelling solo I thought this was the best option. There would be no stress about where to eat and what to do.
I had agreed to share a room, quite brave when I think about it now. When I arrived at the hotel, which was a Holiday Inn, I met the other people in the tour group. I quickly deduced that the only other single person was a man, who was with two friends. I had a slight panic attack until I got to the counter and was told I was being upgraded to a King Size room. Phew, awkwardness averted.


The views from my large balcony. I was very impressed!
One of the tours was a trip down the River Li. Guilin is famous for its towering lime stone cliffs and beautiful scenery. The trip was meant to take three hours, with a bus back. As it was the dry season, the boat trip itself took 6 hours! I had got to know the others on the trip, so we spent this time chatting and taking photos. I do remember there being no drinking water, only Coke.
All photos were taken on an old film type camera. I can’t remember the make. After scanning these, I did some editing and brought them back to life.



At some bends in the river, the men sailing the boat had to jump out. They tried to push the boat through the extremely shallow water. We did wonder if we would have to also jump out to help.





Without a care in the world, enjoying the views and thinking how amazing China is.

The famous Elephant Rock at the end of the trip. There were many stalls selling small artefacts and gifts.

One of the American men on my tour, he was travelling with his daughter. We both ended up buying a hat each.
Before reading Sofia’s post I hadn’t thought about this trip for years. Now I’m remembering small details from the trip that have been locked away for a few decades.
I saw Leanne’s fantastic gallery of flowers in black and white and it inspired me to experiment with different editing tools.
I watched a technique on Snapseed to create a black background. Several attempts and a great deal of time later, I achieved something! I also had a look around my garden which has many white flowers blooming at the moment. I altered a few settings on my S24 to see what other images I could achieve.





This is a hobby that would take up hours of your time. It was fun to do, quite challenging but I did learn quite a few tips from various websites.
Thanks Leanne for your inspiration – Monochrome Madness
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After checking out of the Novotel, we took Grab Cabs to our next destination, The Pullman in Legian. Upon checking in I found that my request for adjoining rooms had not been accepted! We were all on the same floor though, us around the corner with Elena and Damian in two rooms with a room in between. I was a bit miffed as I had asked twice for this and in plenty of time. Never mind, time to move on and get settled for the next four days of more fun in the sun.
In the evenings there was always a PG film or cartoon showing.
Pull up a Seat and enjoy the show.
Our room was more than okay and the balcony overlooked some beautiful frangipani trees. I saw cute squirrels hopping from branch to branch, peering up at me.

After swimming in all the pools and eating lunch at the hotel, we headed elsewhere for dinner. Elena and I had our wires crossed as to the restaurant I had chosen. Ending up walking further than I had planned only to find that it was “Drag Queen” night. The place was packed and not entirely suitable for young eyes. Always restaurants aplenty in Legian, so we just ate next door.


The Pullman featured three pools, one was adults only. This one overlooked the ocean and a cocktail or two are easily available to watch the sun go down. With Legian being on the west side of the island meant we got to see some glorious sunsets.





One afternoon Rosie and I were having a siesta in the room and ventured outside to watch the squirrels. They were extremely tame, but I chickened out at the last minute to actually hand feed them.
As it was school holidays the breakfast buffet was crowded and noisy, also expensive. There was a long wait for coffee from a state-of-the-art coffee machine, operated by one man, and no other options available. So the next day we opted to eat at nearby cafes.
Anthony continued his daily regime of walking two hours everyday, even in the heat and humidity. I managed a 15 minute walk to the shopping centre nearby. Holidays in Bali are all about relaxation, reading and swimming for me, with a cocktail to hand.
We had a drink one evening on the beach and watched the sun go down.

We didn’t venture to the beach much in the daytime. The sea on this side of the island is good for surfing but not swimming.

One night Anthony and I walked back along the shore. The waves gently lapping around our ankles and enjoying the cool breeze. As we bent down to put out shoes back on a not so gentle wave jumped up and soaked us. Luckily we didn’t have much further to go and squished back to the hotel.
All in all there is something for everyone in Legian. A place to go if you want to party all day and night. Restaurants, bars and cafes line the roads and the beach. Upmarket hotels and budget places jostle for space, most with an oasis of calm and tranquility at the back. A wonderful time creating memories with family.
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In this post I’ve Set the Mood, and Pulled up a Seat to watch the trees and leaves.
I decided to change things up this time for our family holiday in Bali. Four days in peaceful Benoa and four days in lively Legian.
It was extremely late by the time we arrived due to a delayed departure. The lobby was large and spacious with enormous high ceilings. Checking in took a while but we were finally given our keys and taken to our rooms. We were assigned interconnecting rooms for Elena, Damian and the kids, and an upgrade for myself and Anthony. There are two parts to the Novotel and the block we were staying in was across the road and away from the beach. I was disappointed to start but after the first night was feeling quite happy with this arrangement. It seemed less busy and the adult and kids pools were just below us.

I had a great night’s sleep, but Anthony said it was too noisy for him. When I stepped onto the balcony I realised that we were very near the road.


The road doesn’t look too busy in this shot, but the bikes are a big problem!
Breakfast was served in the beach block across the road. This is manned by two attendants who try their hardest to stop the traffic. The bikes especially just drove around them and the cars mostly ignored them!


The above photos show some of the artwork on display around the Novotel.
A buffet was on offer serving up all kinds of traditional food plus fresh fruit. There was an egg station plus waffles, pancakes and donuts for the kids. Something for everyone.

Over the next four days, we swam in the ocean, played in the pools and relaxed. We found some fabulous restaurants for dinner but stayed at the hotel for lunch.
One day we took a tour on a glass bottomed boat to Turtle Island. The kids loved the boat. Out at sea was exceptionally busy with all kinds of activities. I thought I had seen most water sports, but all of a sudden we saw a flying lilo with someone holding on for dear life.





The sea here is tidal so the optimum time for swimming was around 1 pm. Anthony and I swam every day, but the kids preferred the pools. There is a forest of seaweed, undulating beneath the sea and I wasn’t keen on swimming over this. The feeling of feathery tendrils sweeping your legs was most disconcerting.


Waiting patiently for the tide to come in
Some more of the sculptures around the hotel
One of the things we enjoy about Bali is the food, always tasty and full of flavour. Unlike the others I prefer something not too spicy, whereas they all have a dish of sambal on the side.
Some of the dishes we ate. The top dish is called Rijsttafel, a Dutch word that translates to Rice Table. It consists of many (forty is not an unusual number) side dishes served in small portions, accompanied by rice prepared in several different ways. Popular side dishes include egg rolls, sambals, satay, fish, fruit, vegetables, pickles, and nuts. Source: Wikipedia. One of Anthony and Elena’s favourites.





Family dinners were not complete without Ipads and earphones. This meant we could all have a leisurely dinner. Although you couldn’t ask for better behaved munchkins.

Spot Rosie!

Last day in Benoa, ready to hit the road for Legian

See you in Legian!

I had the pleasure of watching this fantastic trombone player at the pool. Drinking cocktails, watching the sunset and listening to music, great way to spend a few hours.
It’s our annual trip to Bali week with half the family. This time we’re trying out Benoa, staying at the Novotel on the beach.
We were allocated rooms in the block across the road. A very small road and always manned by two smiling staff to usher you across. Similar to lollipop ladies at school complete with whistles and high viz sticks. The traffic were not as well behaved as ours though and these men frequently had to whistle frantically to make any bike or car stop.







All neatly squared for Becky’s Seven for September. Also as it’s the neighbourhood I’m in at the moment, I’ve linked it to Lens Artist.
As it’s school holidays beds on the beach are pretty limited. There is another lovely pool in our block that’s nice and quiet and ideal for the kids.
On the first day I joined in aqua aerobics and didn’t realise how burnt I was getting. It’s quite bad and this hasn’t happened to me in such a long time. Anyway I’ve learnt my lesson and now wear a solar top every day.
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Just last month we were in Sydney visiting friends and relatives. We had a day out in the city and visited the iconic Queen Victoria Building. It was a win-win for both of us, shops for Anthony and amazing photo opportunities for me. The architecture is stunning and the stained glass windows beautiful. There are many cafes and patisseries to have coffee or lunch, all with excellent service and delicious menus.

The QVB opened in 1898, and was designed by George McRae, it replaced the original Sydney Markets and was named to honour the monarch’s Diamond Jubilee. Its architecture is Romanesque and once housed a concert hall and warehouses. In the 1930s it was remodelled using Art Deco style. In the 60s it faced near demolition but was rescued in time and put back to her former glory.
It’s feels like stepping back in time for a few hours, and it makes a change from the modern malls that are now common place.

The Great Australian Clock, designed and made by Chris Cook, weighs four tonnes and stands ten metres tall. It features 33 scenes from Australian history. Below are just a few of the ones that I managed to take good shots at.





The scenes depict actual events and are quite distressing. They are quite thought provoking and some of the issues are still being addressed. The Aboriginal hunter above circles the exterior of the clock continuously.
“The hours of folly are measured by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure.” William Blake

The Royal Clock by Neil Glasser
Unfortunately I missed the scenes from English history from the above clock. The clock activates on the hour from 9 am until 9 pm. Each performance begins with the music of the trumpet, and each scene is viewed one at a time. An excuse to revisit next time I am in Sydney.


Looking up at the glassed turrets
The beautiful stained glass arched windows overlooking the street below.

Sydney’s oldest steel spiral staircase, which is 119 years old.
After lunch we took the new Sydney Metro which wasn’t around the last time we were here. It runs through the city centre and to other regions of Sydney. We found it extremely easy to use and so convenient.
Just a few more shots of Sydney City Centre that I found on our walk back to Circular Quay.


I loved the two paintings of Sydney scenes above. They are some of the paintings that have been put on the side of hoarding boards, surrounding another skyscraper about to be built.
The Tank Stream Fountain above shows Australian plants and animals, including frogs, snakes, goannas, echidnas, crabs, birds and tortoises. I spent a while looking and walking around these sculptures as Anthony walked further and further away!
Just a quick glimpse into some of the things Sydney has to offer, amongst an abundance of other delights.
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The beach is where I like to be and the best holidays for me are to be on a beach and swimming in the sea. We live near one of the most beautiful beaches in Australia and in the summer it’s a wonderful place to be. There are also a few river beaches, although I wouldn’t swim in these, too many jellyfish. My dogs love a good dip in the river though.
This week’s theme for Len’s Artist is Shorelines hosted by Anne @ Slow Shutter Speed and I will also link up with Becky’s Seven for September.
The theme for Monochrome Madness this week is birds, hosted by Elke @ Eklastic. We have so many birds here in Australia and all so colourful and it would be a shame to take away that colour. So I’ve opted for black or white, or both with just a touch of colour.








It’s time for Pick a Word from Paula @ Lost in Translation. Somewhat tricky and I did look for inspiration from other bloggers! I’ve tried to come up with something different.
I had some fun trying to put the words together!
I wish I was more Angular, but the Transience of my thoughts leave room for a Trail of happy ones, not leaving a Shadow on my life of Towering blessings.





Monochrome Madness this week is hosted by Brian @ Bushboy’s World. The theme is “On the Beach“.
I’ve gone back through the archives of many years ago as my recent beach photos have already been posted.





I like the use of a spot of colour. I think it can enhance a photo and create a focal point. I used the photo editor that comes with the S24.
Thanks Brian for an interesting challenge.
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This is a place I’d never heard of, let alone knew there was a song about it. I opened up the maps and Gundagai seemed the obvious choice, plus I liked the name! The song was sung by Slim Dusty and written in 1922 by Jack O’Hagan. Some useless trivia that might come in handy for a quiz night.
Another one night stand in another motel, The Tuckerbox Motor Inn.

A tad chilly to throw something on the barbie!
After checking in we drove back into “town” and had dinner at The Family Hotel. A lovely country pub in a fabulous building.

Located along the Murrumbidgee River, Gundagai is quaint and picturesque. Perfect for a morning’s walk along the high street and learning about the history of this small town.

The Tuckerbox Motor Inn, I imagine, gets its name from the “Dog on the Tuckerbox” monument.

A tribute to the pioneers who came to settle the colonies and their dogs.
The legend of the Dog began in the 1850s with a poem Bullocky Bill by an otherwise unknown author ‘Bowyang Yorke’, about the partnership of the bullockies who opened up the land to settlers, and the dogs who accompanied them and guarded their possessions.
Source – Visit Gundagai
It was interesting to read about certain events that had occurred over the years in Gundagai. For instance, The Great Flood in 1852, when the Murrumbidgee River broke its banks.
The sculpture below honours two indigenous men who went above and beyond to aid in the rescue of several people.



Continuing our walk I found three murals of cows with a plaque commerrating one of them.

The legend of three sisters – Daisy on the left was screaming in frustration and jealousy. Melba was producing so much milk that it left Daisy dry. The same goes for Daphnie on the right.
Melba was the World’s Butter-Fat cow in 1924. In over 365 days Melba yielded 32,522 lbs of milk. I wonder how she felt after all that pulling and tugging!
The wide high street of Gundagai, a misty morning clearing to a beautiful sunny afternoon.


We did have a wander around the Pen Museum. Anthony had quite the chat with the “curator” about the amazing amount of pens exhibited. It was definitely a labour of love as there was no entry fee just an honesty box. There was also other paraphernalia such as buttons, badges and pins.
All too soon it was back to the car and onwards to Sydney. Stopping for petrol I spotted “The Big Koala”. There seem to be a few Big Koalas around Australia along with Big Kangaroos, Parrots, Sheep. They are something of an icon along the highways.
Before I nodded off I spotted some odd looking boulders along the highway, so had Anthony make a stop. When I googled them they are called “Mystery Boulders”, and remain so because there is no other information out there!
We enjoyed our stop in historical Gundagai and finding out about this country town.
The apartment I had booked for our stay in Melbourne was in St. Kilda, even though it was from Booking.Com, it was just an Air B n B. As we drove into the carpark I realised it was a stacker park and Anthony was concerned that his long car wouldn’t fit! Luckily a lady who had just finished parking her car said she would help guide the car in. It was a very tight and tricky fit and I would definitely never book a place with stacker parking again. She even tested the elevation to check the fit. All the while with Anthony in the driver seat. The apartment itself was fine with a fantastic view from the large balcony. This would be wonderful in summer.
We spent the next two days wandering around Melbourne, eating, drinking and shopping.
I wanted to have a look at the Three Fates displayed at The Hellenic Museum in Melbourne. They were painted by Ox King (Steven Nuttall). They are called Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos.
Clotho (left) chose when and whether a person was to be born, spinning the thread of human life.
Lachesis (centre) chose the length of a person’s life and measures the thread.
Atropos (right) chose when and how a person would die and cuts the thread.
The mural on my left caught my eye as we walked down the street and I had to backtrack to take the photo. A comic book mural featuring Gordan Ramsay, I noticed at the bottom.
The sculpture on the right is titled “Creative Brilliance” by Ngardang Girri Kalat Mimini. It is located outside the Queen Victoria Women’s Centre.
A few from our evenings out wining and dining





I had planned a two day visit, overnight in Ballarat and then onto The Grampians. Anthony said he wanted to experience really cold weather. It looked like his wish would come true as the temperatures were hovering around 0 to 3.
We had to make the most of our time away as it was so short, so on arriving at The Grampians Motel, we checked in and made our way into the picturesque town of Halls Gap. The motel was situated outside of the town and in a beautifully landscaped area. Complete with its own troupes of kangaroos.
I made my way over to a very large one and froze on the spot when he got up and I started walking slowly backwards.





Infinitely more friendly!
We did just a couple of small walks around The Grampians, there are some wonderful trails for the more serious hikers, sadly I’m not one of those.









A zoomed in shot of some climbers up in the rocks on the right.
The Grampians are a range of quartzose sandstone mountains that were a million years in the making. There are five spectacular sandstone ridges running north to south with steep and craggy slopes on the eastern side and gentler slopes to the west. They are the result of earth movements lifting and tilting the hard sandstones to create an impressive landscape of peaks and valleys. Source: The Grampians



I thought at first the markings on the trees above were some kind of symbolic carvings! The patterns are so intricate and look like ancient configurations. It’s just where the bark has fallen off though or maybe some beetle borings.
On our drive back to Melbourne we stopped at a winery in Ararat called Montara. We shared a delicious charcuterie platter and sampled the wines.






As you’ve noticed I do take quite a few selfies, I enjoy posing everyone, so when a stranger offers to take our photo I never object. It’s the awkward moment after, do you check it straightaway, look later or just take your own anyway. I’ve yet to decide how to deal with this. They do generally come out okay but if not you’ve lost that opportunity. Also they take so many! It’s the control freak in me.
All too soon our mini trip away was over. The next day we would be heading over to Sydney. with another overnight stop on the way.

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So technically, I didn’t drive from Perth, but flew to Adelaide to meet Anthony who did drive! Also while I’m being upfront here I didn’t do any of the driving, I did a lot of sleeping though. If sleeping was an olympic sport, I would definitely be up for a gold medal.
I arrived shortly before Anthony and checked into the Stamford Grand in Glenelg. We’ve stayed here before, a few years ago and it was a welcome return. I was fortunate enough to be upgraded to a fantastically large room overlooking the ocean.



After I had checked in I went for a walk along the promenade and down the pier. There were quite a few people around considering it was a Tuesday afternoon in winter.





Anthony arrived shortly before sunset and we walked to the marina where there are many restaurants. We chose a tapas place and had an excellent dinner.




After a good night’s rest and a buffet breakfast we set off on our long drive over to St. Kilda in Victoria. It would take approximately 8 hours and 30 minutes, plenty of sleeping time.

Anthony is already in Victoria and I’m still in South Australia – “you snooze, you lose”.


We had hoped to have a coffee break here but sadly the cafe had closed it’s doors for good.
One of the great things about driving these long distances is that you get to see all the small country towns. Some aren’t the best, but there are some wonderful surprises along the way. An example is Kaniva, Victoria where we stopped for lunch.
I did enjoy the sheep art trail along the road. I looked up the meaning of why there are so many sheep. I found it was to encourage visitors to look closer at the town. There are 46 sheep in all, we definitely didn’t have the time to find them all.
Grazing sheep are still very much part of a sustainable agricultural future for this area. They help improve both soil health and plant biodiversity. Source: Kaniva.org





We bought sandwiches and ate at one of the picnic tables, enjoying the winter sun.
Then we were off again to arrive in Melbourne in time for dinner at Laurence and Maddy’s.
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This year on our way back from Glasgow we had an overnight stay at Hazlewood Castle. I only happened upon this castle when looking at our route home and saw that it was also a hotel. I was extremely excited to find that it was quite reasonable for an overnight stay. We didn’t manage to get a room in the castle itself but in one of the buildings surrounding the place.

Hazlewood castle dates back to 1066 and was in the possession of Gamel, son of Osmund. It was during the time of King Edward the Confessor.
1086 Doomsday notes that it was given to Mauger le Vavasour by William de Percy.
From 1183 until 1826 it was in the hands of the Vavasour family and it was only due to the death of the 7th baron that it was passed to a relative – Edward Stourton, who then took the name Vavasour.
In 1290 it was granted a licence to crenallate the medieval building.
In 1908 it was put up for sale and the Vavasour family moved to New Zealand where they started the famous Vavasour Winery.
This of course is just a very short timeline and below is the history of events that took place during the different reigns. The family certainly had their ups and downs but always seemed to come together again.

Coincidentally Vavasour is one of my favourite Sauvignon Blancs so I was especially intrigued that the name was originally from France. The restaurant was also called Vavasour.
The castle is situated in beautiful countryside and the views are amazing. We had a pleasant walk through the gardens and were also surprised to be given a key to enter the small chapel. I think the key must date back hundreds of years as it was extremely large and difficult to open the door.









The door to the chapel








This is a fabulous hotel for a night or two, great for an anniversary or birthday treat. There is also a day spa offering relaxing and revitalising treatments, ideal for a girls’ weekend away.
Also posting for Lens Artist Challenge, In the Garden, hosted by Ann-Christine.
“Life is a zigzag journey, they say, not much straight and easy on the way, but the wrinkles in the map,explorers know,smooth out like magic at the end of where we go”
Ivan Doig
An interesting theme this week from Patti for Lens Artist Challenge, to look for zig zags in your photos. I can’t say that I’ve photographed anything specifically for a zig zag, but they can be found in so many of our photos.
We’ve been on the road travelling interstate for the last ten days or so and I have a few new photos.



The rest are from the archives! I’ll be posting about the road trip on my return to Perth.



The photo above was taken a few years ago but I noticed a few zig zags here!
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Monochrome madness this week is hosted by Sarah from Travel with Me and the topic is trees. Looking through my archives I see I have many photos of trees, we are surrounded by enormous trees where we live.
To be without trees would, in the most literal way, to be without our roots.”
Richard Mabey
I did take a few new photos at the weekend especially for this challenge. I’m not sure they would look better in green though!



Taken at one of our favourite places to visit on a Sunday, Chapel Farm in the Swan Valley.


The trees above are our neighbours and provide wonderful shade during the summer. The only problem with these are the red berries that fall and become squished onto the tiles! After taking this photo yesterday I saw this cheeky fellow peeking through. It looks AI generated but I assure you it’s not.

My dear hubby attempting to climb to the top of the Gloucester Tree in Pemberton, but I put the brakes on, as I was too worried that he might fall.


Playing around with photos with different editing tools is a lot of fun, I used Snapseed and the software on my S22 for these edits.

“Trees have a secret life that is only revealed to those
willing to climb them”
Reinablo Areras

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My featured image is from the library inside Harewood Castle where we spent a night in May this year.
I keep missing this challenge and it’s one that I really enjoy! I have quite few books to post this month because of this. I like to line up a few books when I’m travelling although when I’ve finished a super good read I find it hard to get stuck into a new book. I sometimes wish that the book could go on and on, such is the way that some authors write, reeling you in until you don’t want to leave the house!







Most have one theme in common and that is historical – dating back to the 18th century up to the 20th century.
All the Colours of the Dark – Chris Whitaker – I’ll start with my absolute favourite – perhaps my Book of the Year. “A missing persons mystery, a serial killer thriller, and an epic love story – with a unique twist on each…” – Goodreads blurb
Set in the town of Monta Clare, Missouri from 1976 to 2001, it is about two children who are outsiders – Patch and Saint. Years later a teenage Patch is abducted and kept for almost a year in total darkness but manages to escape. Saint will stop at nothing to find who did it and Patch will almost ruin the rest of his life looking for the voice in the dark who kept him sane during the time he was locked up.
I just adored this story from start to finish and was left breathless with the descriptions of people and places. I love the way this author gets right to the heart of the people he writes about. I am now planning a trip next year to the destination at the end of this book, the descriptions are just beautiful. (No spoilers – you’ll have to read it and find out!). If you’re looking for a new book read this next. 5/5
Maybe, Perhaps, Possibly – Joanna Glen –
The story of two people who have no idea how to fall in love…
On the tiny island of Rokesby, Addie helps her mother run a women’s retreat. Dreaming daily of escape, she consoles herself by swimming in the ocean that surrounds them.
On the neighbouring island, joined to Rokesby by a bridge at low tide, Sol has sought refuge at a wind-swept prayer house, grieving both his mother’s death and his father’s devastating betrayal. Alone and anxious, he takes comfort in birdwatching, books and the sounds of the sea. – Goodreads
I enjoyed this gentle story about Adele and Sol and their efforts to try and build a relationship despite their awkwardness with each other. The descriptions of the island are so vivid, it feels as though you are there. Adele can’t seem to get past her fear of commitment and made me feel quite sorry for Sol at times. I did prefer All My Mothers – Joanna Glen’s previous book. 4/4
The Signature of All Things – Elizabeth Gilbert – An enthralling story of love, adventure and discovery. Spanning much of the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries, the novel follows the fortunes of the extraordinary Whittaker family as led by the enterprising Henry Whittaker—a poor-born Englishman who makes a great fortune in the South American quinine trade, eventually becoming the richest man in Philadelphia. Born in 1800, Henry’s brilliant daughter, Alma (who inherits both her father’s money and his mind), ultimately becomes a botanist of considerable gifts herself. – Goodreads
An epic novel from start to finish. I was amazed that this was the same author who wrote Eat Love Pray – my least favourite book to date!
I just could not put this book down and loved both Henry’s and Alma’s stories equally. There is a fair amount of horticultural description, which I have to admit I skipped over, but the adventures of both father and daughter more than made up for it. Prepare yourself for a long ride with this book, it will keep you entertained for days. 5/5
The Sweet Blue Distance – Sara Donati
I was very happy to see that Sara Donati has continued to write about the Bonner/Ballentyne/Savard families. I have followed them faithfully from the 1700s until 1800s. Across oceans and the vast plains of America.
This story sees Carrie Ballentyne, a young midwife make a dangerous and treacherous journey from New York to Mexico where she takes up residence at a doctor’s house. The descriptions of the divide between the Mexicans, Spaniards and Americans are interesting to read, the class divide already starting. Mixed marriages were once readily accepted hundreds of years ago only starting to attract criticism and racism when the English/Americans deemed it unacceptable.
This is a stand alone novel and Sara Donati describes the pitfalls of travellers setting out for a new life with much detail. 5/5
The Secret Mandarin – Sara Sheridan – Desperate to shield her from scandal, Mary’s brother-in-law, the ambitious botanist Robert Fortune, forces her to accompany him on a mission to China to steal tea plants for the East India Company. But Robert conceals his secret motives – to spy for the British forces, newly victorious in the recent Opium War. – Goodreads
I enjoy any book by Sara Sheridan and this was no exception. There is always some element of truth in her books in that some of the characters and events are based on facts. I was intrigued to learn that there was in fact an Englishman who secretly entered China dressed as a mandarin. It seems though that it didn’t get a good rating in Goodreads, except for me! 4/5
The Coast Road – Alan Murrin – A book by an unknown author to me, but after I had read the first few pages I was hooked. I liked his style of writing.
Set in 1994 in County Donegal, it tells the story of two women. Izzy Keaveney, a housewife, and Colette Crowley, a poet. Colette has just returned after leaving her husband for a married man in Dublin. They have two sons together. Izzy is married to the local councillor. It is quite gritty and down to earth, it gives the impression of being at least twenty years earlier. The friendship grows between these two women with Izzy facilitating meetings between Colette and one of her three sons. The husband has banned all contact. An interesting read, but not ultimately uplifting. 4/5
The Missing Family – Tim Weaver – Another fabulous book by one of my all time favourite authors.
On a beautiful summer’s day, at a remote lake in the middle of Dartmoor, three members of the Fowler family take a dinghy out onto the water, leaving mother Sarah at the shore. Less than sixty seconds later, she checks to see where they are.
The boat is drifting in the middle of the lake. It’s empty. – Goodreads
After 8 months and still no word and with the police seemingly no closer to finding any clues, Sarah reaches out to David Raker who immediately takes the case. Working once again with Colm Healy the two of them set out to get to the bottom of this mystery. Raker also hears from Melanie Craw, a voice from the past, about a mystery she wants solved.
I’m sucked in straight away with Tim Weaver’s books and with so many twists and turns he keeps you guessing until the last page. 5/5
This challenge is hosted by Deb, Donna, Sue and Jo. Check out their websites for more books to keep you busy this winter – or by the beach/pool if it’s summer for you.
Our journey through Albania is now coming to an end and our final destination is the capital of Albania, Tirana. I had read and been told that you only need one night here but I didn’t heed this advice much to my annoyance! One of the reasons was that we thought we would go Djati Express cable car. Sadly we didn’t get to do this for various reasons.
We were staying at Hotel Opera and after leaving the car in the carpark at the back of the hotel for the driver to pick up, we checked in to our 12th floor room. We had a fantastic room with a large verandah with no furniture though.
Also when we arrived in Tirana it was 37 degrees. At this point I was already thinking what were we going to do for three days. The first thing we did was find a restaurant for a very late lunch.
After a delicious lunch we set off exploring. Our hotel was within walking distance of Skanderberg Square. Named after the national hero Gjergj Kastrioti, also known as Skanderberg. He led a rebellion against the Ottoman Empire, starting in 1444 and lasting for 25 years. There are some famous buildings around the Square and some seating areas, but we thought it was a bit underwhelming. We found the white tiles making up the Square to be almost blinding in the brilliant sunlight. We much preferred the tree lined boulevards providing welcome shade.
There was some amazing murals and sculptures dotted around and over the next two days we went walking to find them. Tirana is a wonderful walking city and there were so many other murals I never got to see.

















A monument donated to Albania by Kuwait to remember the friendship between the two nations. It has the flag colours of Kuwait on the canopy.
There are some spectacular buildings in Tirana that are easily comparable to other major cities around the world, and there are many structures in the process of being built.








One morning we visited Bunk’art 2 and walked smack bang into the middle of a protest. At first I thought it was a queue to get in! There were dozens of police officers and a whole crew of media. It was a protest about the Israeli war.
Anyway we managed to dodge all the crowds and made our way down into the bunker. We both had completely the wrong idea about this place thinking it was an art museum, we were soon disabused of this notion. Quite a harrowing and depressing place to visit and we were relieved to make our way back up into the sunshine.

As you can see, dozens of police waiting for trouble




BUNK’ART 2 reconstructs the history of the Albanian Ministry of Internal Affairs from 1912 to 1991 and reveals the secrets of “Sigurimi”, the political police that was the harsh persecution weapon used by the regime of Enver Hoxha. Source – Bunkart
I reminded Anthony it was a museum and not a department store and this jacket was not for sale.
The exhibits and information were quite horrific, menacing dogs and lists of torture, so I didn’t feel inclined to take many photos.
We did manage to find a department store after and Anthony wandered around for a while and I found a stool to sit and scroll!
During the day and night we wandered up and down the streets of the Blloku District, a small leafy suburb of Tirana with hip and happening bars and trendy shops. During the era of Communist rule, it was a closed-off precinct for the party elite, and the villa of long-ruling dictator Enver Hoxha still stands.
The apartments were handed back to the owners when Hoxha was ousted as the deeds were never destroyed. It looks like they haven’t been maintained at all.


There are so many good restaurants in Tirana, especially traditional ones, which we enjoyed.




All in all we filled our time well in Tirana, although on hindsight we could have condensed it down to two nights. This city did grow on me and for a weekend break from European countries it’s ideal. Tirana is great for day trips to Durres or Berat also.
There are plenty of ATMs available in the area, so accessing cash is convenient and hassle-free although cash is readily accepted everywhere.
Hiring a car is not difficult as I previously read, and it was relatively easy to arrange a one way booking – of course with a fee.
Driving is on the right hand side, so can be tricky if you’re from a country that’s opposite. Albanian drivers are fearless and impatient, pull over to let them pass for a stress free trip.
The currency is Lek, although Euros are taken. If you’re using cash Lek takes up more room in your wallet!
Travel off season – before or after summer.
I hope you’ve enjoyed travelling through Albania with us on this fantastic road trip. Albania is one of the most diverse and interesting countries we’ve ever been to.


Posted also as part of Leanne’s Lens Artist Challenge – Tourist Attractions
and Natalie’s Weekend Coffee Share/Public Art Challenge
Kruje, located 20kms north of Tirana was our next destination. We were staying for one night in the Hotel Panorama and when we arrived mid-afternoon there were coaches either side of the small narrow road. There was parking but we couldn’t see where to stop to look for it. There was a carpark opposite but it was blocked by a coach, then a man appeared and said he would guide us in! It was just chaos but he seemed to know what he was doing and even took our cases for us. I couldn’t work out if he worked for the hotel or it was just a hobby directing the traffic.

It was very orderly inside and we were promptly shown to our room. After a short rest we decided to walk through the bazaar and then up to the castle. As Tirana was only a short distance it looked to be a busy destination and we could hear the hustle and bustle from our room.

Kruje was like a mix of Gjirokaster and Berat. Cobbled streets, a bazaar and a castle upon the hill.





Various items for sale at the bazaar
Once we were at the top, we stopped for a drink in the cafe and rest! It was only a short walk but of course all uphill.




I can’t believe I didn’t take photos of the castle so have had to “borrow” one from the Albanian Tourist Industry. I was too busy taking in the views.
Looking for a place for dinner later we found the perfect spot with fabulous views. Something I did find odd in all of Albania was seeing groups of men in the evenings at cafes and bars, no women at all. Old and young, smoking and drinking. We walked down one small street in Kruje with cafes either side and they were full of just men. It would be hard travelling with a female companion to feel comfortable in these smaller places.



Interesting Facts: Edward Lear, the famous English landscape painter visited Albania in 1848, but Lord Byron in fact got there 40 years before in 1808. We saw many paintings by Lear in the places we visited. These small things intrigue me especially when I mention Albania to people and so many have asked, if it’s safe and where is it. I suppose the fact that it was closed off for nearly 50 years attributes to this.

A day and one night is plenty to see what Kruje has to offer and makes a good stopping off point to travel further North, which unfortunately we didn’t have time for. Our next and final destination is Tirana.

Another destination was on our itinerary today and after a leisurely breakfast, we said goodbye to Alex (not Nick as previously mentioned!) and his wife packed up the car and set off. Our drive would take us on the famous Llogora Pass and even though Anthony was driving my stomach had butterflies. The road is a high mountain pass in the Ceraunian Mountains with an elevation of over a 1,000 metres and is 20 miles long. The journey takes approximately 3 hours. We would be stopping frequently though to let tail gaters pass.


We were hoping that the roads would be fairly decent, but we did come across parts of the road that were being upgraded. (as above).


My heart was in my mouth most of the time and Anthony was getting slightly irritated with my comments of “watch out!”, “you’re too close to the edge”. Stopping for lunch was a welcome break.


The Big Bunker located on the Llogara Pass. Albania has 700,000 bunkers dotted all over the country. Built during Hoxha’s reign, they were a drain on the economy and were never used for their intended purpose.
Arriving into Berat around 6 pm, we passed by the hotel and pulled over while I checked for parking. I promptly walked into a parking sign and nearly knocked myself out. A few people came over after they saw what happened, Anthony missed the whole thing and wondered why I sat down with my head in my hands. It was fortunate that the man outside the hotel saw and came to help.

On being taken up to our room, when we opened the door there was an overpowering smell of blocked sewers. I went back down and said it was impossible to stay there, the receptionist promptly found us another room, actually an upgrade but up four flights of stairs.
Berat is best known for its white Ottoman houses and is also a Unesco World Heritage city. It’s approximately 2,400 years old and is situated on the Osum River.



We were spending just one night here so dropping our bags in our room we set off exploring. Behind our hotel there was a mass of alleyways, with shops and restaurants, going up into the hills. Across the river where the houses were Berat Castle sits on top of a rocky hill. Deciding to give the castle a miss we spent the time looking around.







Walking across the bridge to the other side we walked through more alleys to find a restaurant I had looked up. It didn’t have a view but was in such a quaint garden overhung with lights on the grapevines and was perfect. There seemed to be only one oldish man running it and when I asked for the menu, he just reeled off three dishes in the quietest voice. It was then a surprise to see him take up his guitar and provide some entertainment.





Berat is well worth an overnight stay to experience the beauty of the nighttime lights of the houses.
Continuing our adventures through Albania, we set off today for Himare, along the Albanian Riviera. We had to bypass Saranda again as there is no straight road through. So we drove all the way down the mountain and then had to climb up again and down to Livadi Beach in Himare where we were staying!
We had to stop and take a photo of the shepherd and his herd.

Scenes likes this were very typical driving along the highway.
Arriving at Livadi Beach around 5pm, we located our hotel half way down the gravel track along the beach. I have to say we were a bit disappointed on first sight as it looked like a prison block. There didn’t seem to be anyone about, so I walked around the whole block and up the stairs, there was no-one in reception either. Walking down to the beach, past the bar I spotted a man lying fully clothed asleep under an umbrella. Coughing politely and waking him up I asked if he knew where the owner was, he jumped up quickly and made a call! Five minutes later his wife came from the back of the hotel and said she was trying to have a rest, obviously leaving hubby in charge! Anyway we went up to our room, which was just perfect, newly furnished with a balcony that overlooked the ocean.
We had two nights here, so a bit of R and R for Anthony after all that driving.

The beach stretched for miles and I’m glad we came just out of season, because the rows and rows of beach umbrellas told of the crowds that were expected.






There didn’t seem to be that many hotels for the amount of beds, but we saw a few campsites. Actually Livadi Beach was a beautiful tranquil place, and at night we could leave the window open and listen to the waves gently lapping against the shore.
Over the next two days Anthony got chatting to Nick “the layed laid back” husband and what his opinions were. He said most Albanians were lazy (pot/kettle came to mind) and many had left to work overseas. We hadn’t found this to be the case so far. His wife couldn’t have been a better hostess, even doing our laundry for free.



I did venture into the sea a few times, but coming out was a problem and lucky I had reef shoes. In the end I perfected my technique of digging a heel into the pebbles and launching myself forward, but it was a case of one step forward and two back. Not a graceful move.



We were told to help ourselves to drinks if there was no-one around.
The next day we drove back up to Himare Old Town, parked the car and walked up to Himare Castle.
Quite a slog for me as the paths were not even and made up of broken stones, hard on the feet. Absolutely fascinating to see how people are living within the walls of the old town and incorporating the walls into their homes. The walls date back to the 5th or 6th Century.






The aroma from the jasmine made the walk easier, taking deep breaths of perfumed air. We found the smallest cafe at the top with stunning views across Himare. The cafe and apartment where the owners lived were also incorporated into the ruins.






Below are some of the photos of the castle and surroundings.





The church of Sts. Sergius and Bacchus



This church was thought to have been constructed at the end of the 10th century or early 11th century. The murals are post-Byzantine and the colours still so vibrant.
I would definitely recommend a trip up to Himare Castle, with lunch at the top.
Back at the bottom I saw an old resident resting on a wall and couldn’t resist a shot, especially when he smiled.
Livadi Beach was perfect for a two night stop. Maybe if we ever get to visit Albania again we might try another area along the coast.
After a delicious breakfast served by Anna, the daughter-in-law of the owner, we packed our bags and left them with her so we could visit the castle. Breakfasts in Albania are normally cakes, breads and pastries, but none offer gluten free options, which is perhaps a good thing because I would be piling on the pounds. There is always a great variety of fruit and yoghurt though plus freshly made omelettes, so I didn’t starve.
Of course it was another uphill slog, but what castle worth its salt is not at the top of a hill. Gjirokaster Castle has a fascinating and also rather grim history, especially so in Hoxha’s reign. King Zog ruled Albania from 1928 until he was ousted by Mussolini in 1939. Zog was also known as a cruel dictator. Hoxha reigned from 1944 until he was toppled in 1992. It was a long and terrible time for Albanian people as we found out by visiting the castle.


There was a resistance movement during Hoxha’s reign but any opposition to the harsh rules were met with severe retribution, including internal exile, long-term imprisonment and execution. During his forty-year reign, the Albanian leader banned religion, forbade travel and outlawed private property.


The castle is also known as “The Seven Windows Prison” of which there are five below. The guards used to go into these cells each morning and bang iron frames on the windows to check they were secure. The noise rang out over the villages below as a reminder there was no escape.





We opted also to have a walk around the museum which was an added cost, but the price was minimal and it seemed empty. In here we learnt so much more about the history and the horrors that went on, quite sobering to read. It was interesting to note that not much is written about Hoxha and what photo they did have, his face was scratched out.




It is said that the castle was originally built in the 4th century, it is the largest castle in Albania. I’m always drawn to castles because of their history and Anthony enjoys a walk around a museum reading every word printed, always adding to his extensive knowledge.
Our next destination is along the coast, part of the Albanian Riviera. There are no highways across Albania – East to West only North to South – so there is much backtracking or I have simply not planned the route well. As Anthony has no clue about where we are headed next, he won’t realise, I just tell him the planned itinerary for that day, very exciting for him!
Today’s journey takes us to Gjirokastra, known as the Stone City, nestled in the mountains. This picturesque town has cobblestone streets, a huge castle, and a colourful market bazaar. But first, we make a slight detour to visit the beautiful Blue Eye.
Gjirokastra is approximately an hour’s drive from Sarande but it seems so much longer because of the sharp hair pin bends and the need to slow down. Albanian drivers know no fear and will pass two at a time on a bend! We picked up a hire car from a rental agency called Narnia! I wasn’t sure what to expect on entering, hopefully not a wardrobe door. I had been liaising with Kristina for a few weeks about price, duration and the one way transfer fee. She gave me the best offer of all the places I looked at.

There was a long delay in signing off on all the documents and payment, due to the fact her credit card machine was not working. The ATMs outside both only dispensed 100 Euros at a time, but miraculously Anthony found £300 emergency money in his wallet. We could not leave a deposit though only an imprint of the credit card, but were asked to leave a passport or driving licence to be returned by the driver on pick up, not a viable option! Anyway she agreed that we could forego this, just really wanted our money.
The car was an old manual Citroen 3 and seemed in good condition. Anthony did say after he was a bit daunted about the prospect of driving in Albania, but at the end he enjoyed himself immensely.
Our first stop was The Blue Eye, a natural water spring featuring the clear blue water of a depth of 50 metres. It is essentially a tourist spot and not free to enter. As it was on our way we thought we would check it out. On arrival you have to pay for parking plus entry to the park. It is quite a walk from the car park but there is a “train” to take you to the top. Of course I took the train, whilst Anthony walked.



You can also hire electric scooters which I saw many people doing, although I’m not sure they realised how dangerous it would be on the way down. I actually saw one young guy come flying off into the bushes, nettles I believe!
I can’t say I was all that impressed with this attraction, yes it was pretty but just another sight. Also you are not meant to swim, but rules in Albania seem very flexible, and I saw many people going in.
After this it was onwards and upwards towards Gjirokastra. I was actually starting to worry about driving up so high, but my trusty chauffeur seemed to have everything under control. I had the address of the hotel in my google maps but it took us three goes to get to the right place with Anthony having to do crazy three point turns to retrace our tracks. We thought we had the correct hotel and the owner actually parked our car and took our bags out only to tell us we had the wrong hotel!


Our first sight of Gjirokastra
Our hotel and the balcony off our room.
We were only here for the night and so as soon as we had checked in we set off to explore. This small town was just so delightful and I loved everything about it immediately. It was a short walk down to the narrow cobblestoned streets where the bazaar was with all the restaurants and bars. It reminded me of a mini Montmartre.




There were still a few tour groups around and the atmosphere and vibe was buzzing. You can visit here on a day trip but that means you don’t get to experience the appeal of this lovely town at night.
Anthony couldn’t believe his eyes when a parade of vintage cars drove through the cobble stoned streets, tooting and blaring their horns down the hill. Right up (or down) his alley.
It was also a popular place for wedding photos as we watched from a street side cafe the happy couple posing.








Some of the items that could be bought at the bazaar, there must be a market for old war objects and clothes as nearly every shop had things of this nature.

This building was just at the back of our hotel and once must have been a thriving hub of entertainment. There was a plaque with a poem next to it.

Very poignant

We had a cocktail and beer at the Gallery Irish Pub which had great views. For dinner Anthony wanted to eat somewhere traditional, so we found a tiny place tucked between shops called Verdeja. There was only one room with four tables and looked to be a family owned restaurant. The man of the place donned an apron and hat and looked on while his wife did all of the work! Further away from the coast the cuisine consists largely of meat, all parts of an animal on offer, as Anthony loves tripe he was keen to try this local dish. I preferred the vegetarian options of stuffed peppers or aubergines.
Walking around the bazaar through the narrow streets and browsing the shops was the highlight of the day. It was interesting to learn that this was Enva Hoxha’s birthplace, which it was why everywhere was so well kept.
Next up Gjirokaster Castle
Over breakfast on Sunday, we chatted about what the itinerary would be for that day. Graham had been told there were some wineries in the area. I looked a few up and asked the receptionist to ring around to check which ones were open. I was surprised to find out there was only one open, being a Sunday. We booked a tour and lunch and off we went.
As we were approaching Comporta we saw huge birds sitting atop chimneys, lampposts and buildings. Moving closer we realised they were storks. A real treat seeing a stork in the wild.


I tried to get closer, but you can guess what happened.
Before we arrived we stopped and admired the ricefields. At the time not realising they were ricefields.
Flocks of glossy ibis feasting on the rice
with water water everywhere
The winery was called Adega da Herdade da Comporta. It lies with the sea on one side and rice fields on the other. The views around are absolutely stunning. We had arrived at the perfect place for our Sunday lunch. We were given a fascinating tour, visiting the wine cellars and learning about the history. The wine tasting was at our table and the measures were more than generous. We were served lunch with all the wine thankfully.



I was definitely looking forward to tasting this wine.

The view from our guide’s office window

We all agreed that this place went above our expectations, although I think our lunch played a big part.
Our guide had mentioned a fishing village not far from the winery, she said we must go. So we did and what a fun find it was.
Cais Palafítico da Carrasqueira is a unique fishing village that sits on a multitude of wooden jetties on stilts. They zigzag along the muddy marshes with weathered huts standing on top. The huts are decorated in a myriad of ways all different. It is still a working village which was surprising, considering how rickety the small plankways looked. We spent quite a while here, all of us walking in different directions, daring each other to walk along the piers.
There was no-one around when we were here and I was wondering how the fisherman actually got to their boats.
A faded mural and some random numbers.
Let’s Pull Up a Seat and enjoy the view

Leaving just before sunset with the golden rays spreading slowly across the sea.
Before returning to our hotel we had another brief stop at an equestrian centre. It was just closing but the manager said we could still walk around. Being a horse lover Colleen was in her element. I’m happy there was fences between us.

I would have liked longer to long around as there were some fantastic memorabilia on display.

A fitting end to a perfect day. Back to the hotel for our last night in Porto Covo.
My brother in his infinite wisdom decided he wanted to drive back to Lisbon from Porto Covo to see the Pena Palace. At least I would still have a chance to see this beautiful palace. Once again the rain poured down. Hopefully this would be left behind once we crossed the bridge.
A whimsical shot through the skylight of the car
This aqueduct was built between 1731 and 1799. Consisting of 35 arches and reaching 65 metres high. It has been classified a national monument. I love feats of engineering like this, and find it interesting to research the history.

Arriving up at the palace, Graham searched for a car park, thankfully dropping us off at the entrance first. He found one way down the hill. We were lucky with the tickets, as the next entry was just a 30 minute wait.

Heading into the palace itself, each at our own pace!
I’m happy to say that we did go back as Pena Palace is absolutely stunning. Especially now that the sun had made an appearance. The bright yellow of the walls against the blue sky was dazzling.
It really was a fairy tale palace
From above and below
An alcove made entirely of shells. You would be forgiven if you thought I had brush stroked the left photo! Instead it has been replastered, maybe waiting to be restored with shells.
Beautifully set dining table and a photo Queen Amelie and her two sons.




A few samples of the intricately tiled walls I came across. I was thinking bottom right for my bathroom and bottom left for the kitchen floor.
Majestic statue of a Moor

Some information on Pena Palace.
The castle stands on the top of a hill in the Sintra Mountains above the town of Sintra. On a clear day it can be easily seen from Lisbon. It is a national monument and is built in the style of 19th-century Romanticism. The palace is a UNESCO World Heritage Site.
The first building on this site was built in the Middle Ages. Construction of a chapel started after an apparition of the Virgin Mary. In 1493 a monastery was also built.
In the 18th century the monastery was severely damaged by lightning. It was the 1755 earthquake, occurring shortly afterwards, that took the heaviest toll on the monastery, reducing it to ruins.
Rebuilt in 1842 by King Ferninand it stayed in the Royal Family until 1899. Queen Amelie spent her last night here before being exiled after the Portuguese Revolution. Edited from Pena Palace, Wikipedia.