Confessions of a Technophobe, New Series 25
After a few days we found out that we were unlikely to get work in Denmark, but Sweden was a better option.
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After a few days we found out that we were unlikely to get work in Denmark, but Sweden was a better option.
Confessions of a Technophobe, New Series 23
After a few days we found out that we were unlikely to get work in Denmark, but Sweden was a better option.
Confessions of a Technophobe, New Series 22
After a few days we found out that we were unlikely to get work in Denmark, but Sweden was a better option.
Confessions of a Technophobe, New Series 21
Even though we were no longer carting our canoes around in their shapeless bags, we decided to hitchhike separately and meet up in Hamburg. For some crazy reason I did not bother to ask Alan for any money, believing perhaps that we would reach Hamburg the following day.
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Feeling richer than we had been for time, we took a train up into the Engedine Valley to hopefully stay a night or two with Frau Zamboni in Bevers. She had been our landlady ten years previously when my parents and I stayed in the little village for about eight months, waiting for our ship to leave from Marseilles.
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The Loire Valley is a particularly beautiful part of rural France. It was hard to imagine that only ten years previously, the ravages of World War II had just ended. Cities like London, Paris – and even worse, Dresden – still bore the scars of the devastating bombing on both sides.
Confessions of a Technophobe, New Series 18
We spent a wonderful couple of months in St. Helier, capital of Jersey. We were loaned a tent by the lady in charge of the local Girl Guides and camped on her lawn. She didn’t supply us with any Girl Guides but spoiled us rotten in other ways, such as with samples of her delicious home cooking. We both found jobs in the only genuine coffee bar in town, operating the Gaggia coffee machine. …
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The transition from the “wild west” town of Walvis Bay surrounded by the Namib Desert on three sides and the Atlantic Ocean on the other, to the relative peace and calm of my birthplace – Weybridge in Surrey, England – was quite dramatic.
Confessions of a Technophobe, New Series 16
How has the world changed in 87 years? That’s the length of time I’ve driven this body around the planet, I’m going to make some observations and break them up into various periods according to what was happening in my life at the time.