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Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Midlothian » Edinburgh June 19th 2011

Ghosts are very much like the Loch Ness Monster, God and talented X-Factor winners, in that there is no scientific evidence to confirm their existence. But equally, there is no evidence to prove that they don’t exist either. As our trip to Kielder Observatory a few months earlier showed us, there are things going on in the universe that defy the rules, because we don’t know all of the rules yet. The world is discovering something new and amazing every few seconds, and the idea that something doesn’t exist just because we can’t explain it is such a 15th century concept that it is incredible that atheism is on the rise in the 21st century. With that in mind, I hold an open mind about ghosts, hoping rather than fearing that one might appear in front ... read more
Inside the underworld
What on earth is that weird flashy thing?
What on earth is that weird ghostly looking thing?

Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Midlothian » Edinburgh June 19th 2011

After a good few hours sleep, we woke up convinced that our hotel-related issues were over, but after discovering the place didn’t have any hot water we quickly changed our mind. The smell of burnt toast greeted us as we headed for breakfast, though even if we wanted toast we needed to queue behind the entire hotel, as there was only one toaster to deal with the entire breakfast order, two slices at a time. The continental breakfast consisted of cereal with sour milk or toast, if you had the patience. Wanting to get our money’s worth, we made use of the tea on offer and downed our cereal, bad milk or not, then once the queue had lessened, Lyndsey patiently sat and made toast for us all. After breakfast, we needed to find the hotel ... read more
Bird
North Berwick
Bass Rock, North Berwick

Europe » United Kingdom » Scotland » Midlothian » Edinburgh June 18th 2011

We eventually made it into Edinburgh’s Waverley station six and a half hours after starting the trip. We could have been annoyed by this, but the benefit of getting up so early was that it was still early afternoon, and assuming nothing else went wrong, we still had the best part of the day to see the sights. As soon as you step out of the station, you are immediately hit by what a wonderful city Edinburgh is: in one direction there is the classically built old town, looking impressively tall as the skyscrapers of their day while still maintaining their old world looks. In another direction, there is the newer part of town, looking a little bit more spacious and hiding behind the huge gothic Scott Monument. Turn around again and you can make ... read more
Edinburgh
The cathedral
Tartan Bus Seats!

Europe » United Kingdom » England » Lancashire » Preston June 18th 2011

I was having a perfectly nice dream. I sat there, drinking tea, listening to nothing but birdsong. No traffic, no scrap man looking for a legitimate living out of begging, no van outside the house blasting Portugese hip-hop from his stereo. Just tea and birdsong. Then it was destroyed by a big, shiny robot with a vaguely female, but mostly robotic sounding voice. “The time is four. Forty-five. Ayyyyy Emmmm”. In one move, which I was possibly taught in one of my short-lived karate lessons at the age of eight, I woke, swung round and struck the robot right on the snooze button. Then I took in the surroundings and noticed something didn’t seem right. It was the light. It was, after all, 4.45 in the morning, a time I have as little experience with as ... read more

Europe » United Kingdom » England » Merseyside » Liverpool May 28th 2011

I like Liverpool. I’ve only been a couple of times but the place always seems so friendly and the buildings so elegant. It’s the exact opposite of the picture that Brookside painted all those years ago. Some of the Liverpool stereotypes do live up to the billing though; Liverpool never fails to show us, in abundance, locals that use phrases like ‘ay’, ‘erm’ and ‘calm down’, to the point where someone shouted ‘ay’ across the street before we had even parked. We were here, in keeping with the theme, to visit the famous Cavern Club, but before that we decided to grab some cheap food in the local Wetherspoons. While in there, we watched the majority of the Champions League final where Manchester United got well and truly beaten, much to the delight of the Liverpudlians. ... read more

Europe » United Kingdom » England » Derbyshire » Buxton May 28th 2011

I like caves. I’ve not really seen a great deal, but we did a tour around one when I was younger, and then, when I was around 17, we did an outdoor activities week away and did it properly; not just a walk in, walk around, walk out type of thing, but a proper ‘let’s sneak in through this little entrance and see where it takes us’ kind of activity, albeit under full instruction and with all the super-safe equipment you need to stick to the kind of health and safety rules that have pretty much outlawed similar school trips since then. In a way, I’d love to do it again, but in another, I’ve grown in every direction since then, and the idea of getting completely wedged in just because I discovered a fondness for ... read more
John Goes Mining
Peak Cavern
Speedwell Cavern


“No-one can judge you, baby” Charles Darwin had a theory. You might have heard of it. It was all about the origins of a particular species, and so he called it ‘On the Origin of Species’ because he was a man of striking originality. His theory of evolution is pretty much universally accepted to be correct, and the big talking point was that men (or women), somewhere along the line, descended from apes (or apettes. Possibly). Going back even further than that, and I have no idea if Darwin suggested this or if it came from some other clever person later on, there is a good chance that we were once fish, or jellyfish, or a great big prehistoric killer whale. Well, maybe not the whale. You might be wondering how on earth this ties in ... read more
Monkey with Attitude


“This could be our last summer” Those that have hazarded a guess at where I might be taking them for this song have taken a long hard look at the signs, and have all come to the conclusion that I am taking them up the highest mountain in Wales. It was a pretty fair assumption in all honesty, but taken a look again at the title; the song is called Snowden, the big lump of rock Snowdon. It’s a subtle difference, but there is definitely a misplaced ‘e’. With that in mind, I could have taken us away for a weekend in search of an ‘e’, but this is a family friendly trip. The Snowden in question is, I believe, about the character Snowden from the book ‘Catch-22’, although this is entirely based in a Google ... read more
Snowden


Nearly 2000 years ago, Northumberland was full of Roman soldiers, but these days there are so few of them that the AA have put up road signs saying ‘Roman Soldiers Wanted’ near the Chesters Roman Fort. This was the first sign we saw that gave a hint that we were nearing Hadrian’s Wall, having taken another lazy breakfast and started the wall-detoured road home around dinnertime. By this time, the sat-nav had already taken us randomly off course twice, and we were making do with finding the wall by use of a small map on the back of an English Heritage leaflet, one of those that doesn’t put all of the roads on and covers up important junctions with big car park symbols. Given that Hadrian’s wall spans the entire width of the country, it should ... read more
Not only did the map and satnav let us down, even the signs were rubbish
In the tavern
Vindolanda

Europe » United Kingdom » England » Northumberland » Kielder April 30th 2011

It is often said that a picture tells a thousand words, but a picture of the stars from the top of a hill in Kielder tells you absolutely nothing. Unless complete blackness tells you something. The light from some of those stars has travelled for billions of years to reach us, but only a select few would see it, and only a special kind of camera would be able to preserve it. As good as our digital cameras are, we didn’t have that special kind of camera, so the night became one of those rare nights when you really did have to be there. Once back in the car, it seemed a shame to turn the lights on after spending so long avoiding light to make the most of the view, but not turning the lights ... read more
Brewing up the Hot chocolate
Dirty Car
At the Lakeside




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