Hello It’s been a while …and already talking in clichés For those of you who know me, you might be thinking “where has she been?”, “Sam, you have a blog?” or “Did she ever make it through Italy without turning into Big Momma?” To that I will say: 1. Read on 2. Yes, unbelievable I…
I retreated home for Christmas last year, welcomed by Lidl’s weekly stock of mince pies – I went from being homesick to almost physically sick; I tried explaining to Mum that they also eat food in Spain, but that didn’t seem to deter her from fattening me up like the honorary Christmas Turkey. Despite not…
This is what my dad affectionately tells Mum quite often (much to her annoyance) and probably has done since they met. "If your dad was a fisherman we would be spending two weeks in a fishermen's village with the white beaches and the sunshine, and not with the mosquitoes." When it comes to organising our trips…
Sammy Wandering Abroad 