Can holidays be a hobby?

I have been home for two days and already my feet are itching.  I want to replace the Hoover with a surfboard, and feel sand rather than carpet under my toes. Can holidays become a…

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Body fat, and Paddle Boarding on the Azur Lake

The water was a perfect reflection of the sky, shimmering under the rising sun, connoting peace and harmony across the land.  The only noise that rang out through the forest was our English voices excitedly…

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Five go to France….

Once upon a time there were five women.  All somewhere near the age of forty, some older, some younger, but mentally, they were pretty  much in the same place.  They had met as friends in…

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Moilets-et-Maa – The perfect place to turn 40

My holiday with Summer France is only days away.  I cannot wait to get to the villa, lay out by the pool and relax. However, I have the slight problem that my wardrobe does not reflect…

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Coming home….

We are home. For the sixth year in a row, we are suddenly back in the beauty of Crantock, Cornwall at the perfect Trevella Park. I never wanted to be one of those people who…

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