As I said in my last post, whenever I am at Kings Cross St Pancras I really just want to hop on the Eurostar and go to Paris. This year I actually got to do this. My Dad, my brother and I got the train from Norwich early Monday morning ( with no delays unlike … Continue reading Family time in Paris….
Crossing town from Charing Cross to Kings Cross St Pancras sounds like an easy journey, but when you are in a rush lugging a huge suitcase and it's the school holidays, it seems like a right battle. But battle across town I did, to catch the (delayed and overcrowded) 8.30 train to Nottingham. Going to … Continue reading A Wedding Trip To Nottingham.
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