R is for Rally

I’ve competed in some form of racing for far longer than I care to mention, long before it was considered an extreme sport. Racing has taken me all over the world and given me so much. Great stories, wonderful memories and some of the closest friendships I will ever have. Rallying is just about the best way to spend a weekend, it’s an excuse for…

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Q is for Quiet

At time I have a rather busy life and while I like that, I am an introvert. I need time alone to reflect, to recharge and quiet time is very important to me. Being in large groups can be fun, I certainly appreciate it, but at the same time they can be draining and I can’t do it all the time. Some of the best…

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O is for Olympics

This summer the Olympics are in London, and it should be quite the event. 36 years ago Montreal was the host and this is about my earliest sporting memory. I remember watching parts of it with dad and my grandfather at my grandparents house in Scotland. I knew nothing of cost over runs, boycotts or for that matter records and gold medals. I just knew…

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N is for the North Downs

Cutting a large arc across southern England from Dover to the Surrey/Hampshire border is a large chalk escarpment called the North Downs. It’s a beautiful place, but it;s more than that. When I was flying back and forth to London a couple of years ago this is where I’d go for a walk for an hour or two early in the morning when jet lagged….

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M is for Museums

I’m a sucker for great museums, there are few better ways to kill an afternoon. I have some favorites, both esoteric and mainstream.  The Design Museum and National Portrait Gallery in London, Musée d’Orsay in Paris, Udvar-Hazy Center in Washington,  the awesome Leonardo da Vinci Museum in Milan and so on. Clearly it’s not a short list and this week it got a little longer…

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L is for Los Angeles

It’s not exactly my second home, but I have spent a lot of time there over the last year. LA and I have a little history over the years. It was the initial stop on my first big independent trip. I spent a couple of  winters here working for the US part of my English based employer and experienced my first curfew when I was…

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