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To The End

To The End

One train an hour. The small train station in Beccles has one train an hour. We want to run down the plump buttock of Britain, down the East Anglian coast through to south Suffolk. The trains aren’t helping us. Giristroula and I pad about this small station, strong sunshine beating over the old fashioned platform. […]

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To Lincoln And Norfolk

To Lincoln And Norfolk

Lincolnshire had slid past as we cycled along. The view was endless over the green, sea-flat, land. The whole of the county seemed pretty much three quarters sky. We descend the Lindum Road, the old Roman route that if we stayed on it long enough would take us down Nero’s old road through Peterborough, through […]

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Italy – The Promised Land

Italy – The Promised Land

There was always this red book. Growing up, above the tv, in the shelves, sat amongst the ‘Home Doctor’ manuals and the cheap ‘Collected Brontë’ omnibuses, there was always this one red book. Faded cover, gold embossed writing on the outside: ‘The Promised Land’. I don’t know why it didn’t intrigue me more at the […]

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To Hull

To Hull

I wait behind an old fashioned, green painted, heavy iron British Rail gate. Craning my neck as the just-arrived Hull Train from Kings Cross snorts a few engine noises and a sort of cut-price crowd file along down the platform towards me. I’m stood in front of the Royal Station Hotel on a Friday evening. […]

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Last Chance To See – Revisited

Last Chance To See – Revisited

After 2 years away the British Journey is taken up once more.

Here is the rambling but truthful account of what one man and one Greek saw and heard and felt during a tour down the eastern side of Britain.

A country they felt they never fully knew before they both left to make a new life in Greece, but always wanted to understand.

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Crete

Crete

  Rethymno Days   We landed at the seaport of Heraklion, the principle city of Crete, sometime in early April. The ferry gliding in, like a vast sea bird, to rest next to the red-brick arches of the city’s Venetian arsenal. But straightaway we leave that city’s charms – and its shabbiness – for later […]

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Athens

Athens

  I’ve come to show you the Street of Dreams It doesn’t stand out; it’s just a street like all the others of Athens It is the street where we live Small, insignificant, sad, tyrannical, and yet infinitely kind There is a lot of dirt, a lot of children, a lot of mothers, a lot […]

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Thrace

Thrace

The White Arrivers We arrived in Xanthi as the worst winter storms in over 50 years hit the Balkans. Blizzards, blocked roads, violent slurries of thick snow throughout all northern Greece. A church bell chimed through the darkened sky, splattered with snow, as we entered the city. And then, from somewhere on the hills over […]

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Romania – Part 1

Romania – Part 1

The eyes in the roofs watched us as we walked out from Sibiu rail station down the straight road, slipping on the icy slush. The car exhausts misting up further the cold grey morning air. The eyes watched as we stopped at an open window of a patiserii to get a breakfast bun – a […]

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Budapest

Budapest

But perhaps we had taken too long on the train? We arrived in Budapest and it felt just like the closing moments of some huge overture – as pulling into a great city should really always feel. But stepping down from the panting Polish sleeper train into the vast Keleti station in the early morning […]

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