London Skyline

Falling in Love with London

There had been similar situations before, but this time was different.  This time I fell hard and fast, head over heels. I was in love.  I was eight years old, and I was immediately, hopelessly, in love with London. I loved the buildings, stretching into the sky; I still remember craning my neck to try…

Eleanor Nicolson - HebCelt 14

HebCelt 2014: Festival Fun on the Streets of Stornoway

The Hebridean Celtic Festival is a lot of things.  It’s nostalgia, remembering revelry with friends throughout the years.   It’s an excuse for islanders to have a great big party – you’ll always find a familiar face, whether squashed in front of the stage or in the queue for a cider.  It’s a showcase of local…

Old port doors, Mombasa

An Afternoon Exploring Mombasa

  Mombasa was full of life.  You could almost feel it pulsing: chaotic, messy, loud, and exuberant.  Whether it was the clamour of tuk tuk horns and calls to prayer, or the whiff of warm, raw meat mingling with curry powder, Mombasa made itself known. Colour caught my attention among the damp, dilapidated old buildings…

Boreray, St Kilda

Next Stop, St Kilda!

Boreray, by Sea Harris This month, I’m travelling to the edge of the world. Well, almost.  I’ll be setting off to explore an archipelago at the edge of the Atlantic, often referred to as ‘the islands at the edge of the world.  Lying 40 miles to the west of the Outer Hebrides, the isolated islands…

Live Work Create - Brooklyn Street Art

The Blog Hop: My Take on Travel Blogging

As I’ve already mentioned, I love to read.  Books, blogs, newspapers – you name it, I’ll read it.  And as I’ve got more (digitally) involved in the blogging community since joining Twitter last year, I’ve come to really enjoy keeping up with my favourite blogs, be they on travel, politics, writing, or relationships. So when…

The Temple Cafe

Afternoon Tea at The Temple Cafe

  Tucked away in the lovely village of Northon, a picturesque Harris village that is little more than a single street, is The Temple Cafe.  The name is understandable, given the small stone building’s appearance, and the fact that the remains of a real monastic temple lie a short hike away across the Northton machair.…