Pals at Paramount
Saturday starts with a run. The marathon mob are out for last chance training. I don't envy them, but I do admire them. Running a marathon is the stuff dreams are made of but I know my limits! We [Read More]
Saturday starts with a run. The marathon mob are out for last chance training. I don't envy them, but I do admire them. Running a marathon is the stuff dreams are made of but I know my limits! We [Read More]
I wake up much earlier than necessary to the smell of more croissants. Breakfast in Venice is a daily dose of deliciousness and right after our nutella fest, we head out to make the most of the [Read More]
Boo! It's our last morning in Venice and it's another breakfast bonanza. Croissants, coffee and crackers. We lap it up! We throw our stuff in the suitcase, check out of the hotel and race out into the [Read More]
The day gets off to a sense-a-tional start with a cracking continental breakfast. The croissant aroma wafts up the stairs, under the door and into our room and makes my mouth water! I coerce David [Read More]
Everyone has an early start at Hotel Mills. Heather has her second [Read More]
I'm far too tired to pound the pavement this morning. I'm conserving my energy for the long day of shopping ahead. David and I are two people on a mission. We head straight to Oxford Street. We do [Read More]
I kick start my Sunday with a 5km run in my feeble attempt to battle the bulge! I undo all my good work when I tuck into Rich's big breakfast - as good as any five star hotel - I especially love his [Read More]
The plot thickens... David finally wakes up from his deep slumber but although his condition is much improved, he's still feeling fragile. He resurrects himself because we have a super-charged [Read More]
David had a boys night yesterday with all his old work buddies. He gets back late and more than a little worse for wear. Overnight he turns into the Prince of Puke, which at first I assume is alcohol [Read More]
I wake up much earlier than necessary and decide to put the time to good use and go out for a run. It's a 4km piddler but just enough to stretch my legs, break a sweat and kill a few [Read More]