After Romulus, the founding father of Rome, there were a series of Kings until the time of the republic. These men are part flesh and blood and part myth; having lived too long ago for there to be enough evidence for their existence and the achievements attributed to them. The bulk of what we know of… Read More The 7 Kings of Rome
In the very north of England near the Scottish border, the remnants of the Roman occupation live on. Vindolanda lies on a flat desolate patch of land exposed to the frigid northern UK winds. There is a pretty gully where the cafe, modern museum, gift shop and toilets sit alongside a wee stream. The main site however, is desolate. Its… Read More A Bleak Roman Outpost
On the 4th of September 2010 Christchurch in New Zealand had a nasty earthquake. The majestic Cathedral of the Blessed Sacrament was closed. This was because it was deemed to need strengthening work. The second earthquake five months later was catastrophic. Here are 2 images from information boards outside the barbed wire fencing showing how… Read More Mary has her Moment
She lives in London at the end of Westminster bridge closest to the Big Ben end. She is magnificent. Boudica, (or Boadicea through the Victorian era), was Queen of the Celtic Iceni tribe. She is flanked by her 2 daughters in this sculpture (but they are not visible in most of my pictures). She lived 25… Read More Boudica
Some friends moved from New Zealand to Bath and so on a recent trip to the UK we just had to go see. The Romans had been here before us. The town was called Aquae Sulis back in 70AD and the waters named for the Celtic goddess Sulis. It flows out of the ground at… Read More A Roman Holiday: in Bath
It has taken hold this morning. After weeks of: ‘looking forward to’ and ‘doing my need-to-do list’; this morning I got ‘oh no, what am I thinking!’ and ‘I can’t do this’. I’m a bit scared. The first part of my travel is with my family in the UK and this is not scary at… Read More Pre-Walk Wobbles
She was sitting at a small table in the afternoon sun reading the newspaper and sipping a Crodino at a cafe outside of Rome. She was the embodiment of elegance even in this semi-rural setting on the Appia Antica. http://www.appiaanticacaffe.it/new/index.php/en/ Her long grey hair was beautifully pinned back in a french roll, her legs in… Read More A non alcoholic bitter aperitif on the Appia Antica.