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Fountains Abbey and Studley Royal Water Garden (#LHB_Travels)

Alternative title: When your brain is telling you that all it wants to do on a beautifully sunny day is lie in bed and pretend the day doesn’t exist … You lie and tell it you’re going out for ice cream. 

Brain: “You’re lying to me … We never go on the motorway to get ice-cream. Turn the car around and take me home right now!”

Me: “Wind your neck in, we’re going to spend a bit of time with nature”.

Brain: “Turn the damned car around this second! Don’t make me barf all up in this place!”

Me: “Would you rather we had our butt-hole bleached?!”

Brain: “Is that even a thing?! Why would you even -”

Butt: “Oh hell no! You have got to be kidding me! There is not a chance that -”

Me: “I have the beautician on speed dial … Just an FYI”

Brain: “…”

Butt: “…”

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Martin Mere (#LHB_Travels)

Alternative title: Because wet cats don’t look like otters.

“Can I snaffle some otters?” I ask M, excited by the idea.

“Snaffle some otters?” He looks at me puzzled.

“Well, yeah. You have to take two because they hold hands while they sleep so they don’t drift apart …” I’m beginning to ramble a bit.

“No you can’t snaffle any otters” He says, but I barely hear him.

“… I suppose I could just have one and have a little tub of water by the bed for it to sleep in and it could hold my hand while it sleeps!” I’m already searching for mini bath tubs on Google for said otter.

“Ruebi … You can’t have an otter …” He says slowly, my bottom lip is out in protest as he continues “but you could always put Millie in the bath. Wet cats look like otters”.

Anyone want to risk putting my mischievous Bengal kitty step-daughter in the bath to test that theory? No? Me neither!  I value the skin on my arms too much.

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Oslo, Norway (#LHB_Travels)

Alternative title: Ruebi and M’s adventures in Norway Part 4: Oslo…This is the last of the #LHB_Travels posts for a little while (until my bank balance recovers) *sigh* … If you want to catch up with the rest of the series they can be found here: BergenÅlesund and Geirangerfjord


So the final leg of our trip was to the capital of Norway, up until I lived in London a few years ago I didn’t particularly enjoy cities…I was constantly craving time in the countryside, away from the hustle and bustle of daily life. That changed, I changed, the moment I left the train at Kings Cross station that July afternoon…Suddenly I couldn’t get enough of city life. I craved the excitement, the culture, the ambiance. This feeling extended to other cities too, Vancouver, New York, Prague, Budapest…Now Oslo.

Don’t get me wrong, being surrounded by nature makes me feel alive, nurtured, peaceful, centred…But being in a city sets my senses on fire!

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Geirangerfjord, Norway (#LHB_Travels)

Alternative title: Ruebi and M’s adventures in Norway Part 3: Hellesylt, GeirangerFjord and Geiranger. Or perhaps a more apt title would be: I really, really hate ferries (and boats in general actually)…


Ferries *cringe* …I haven’t been a fan of ferries ever since I was very ill on one during a school trip…Let’s just say that motion sickness and Quavers are not a good combination. Oh man, the horror! So you can imagine my reaction when the other half proudly explained that he had planned an excursion in which we would see Geirangerfjord from the “comfort” of a sightseeing boat…

No amount of “but it’s the jewel of the Norwegian Fjords” was going to convince me that I would enjoy this trip…I envisioned me hurling my stomach lining over the edge of the boat much to the amusement of strangers (ooo the nostalgia of it all).

But determined not to be a total wuss…I packed my handbag full of ginger sweets (to ease the tum) and resolved to sit beside the lifeboat (as apparently I’m not allowed to actually sit in it unless there is an emergency)…

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