On my explawations I’m a great believer in learning from the past to understand more about the present.
I rufflected and respected the bravery and heroism of our British soldiers and their allies during my pawgnant visit to Normandy – famous globally for the ‘D-Day’ invasion on June 6, 1944.
Codenamed ‘Operation 'Overlord', the epawmous operation, history’s biggest ever by land and sea, saw 150,000 troops from Britain, America and Canada landing along a 60-mile stretch of the Normandy coastline.
From the aspawational Cairngorms to the extrapawdinary highlands.
On rufflection, my second week in Scotland was the most pawfect week ever.
Of all my magical travel memories - one that pawticularly stands out is when I became the Mountain King in spectacular style.
We were hoping to camp in the Sierras de Cazorla in Andalucia - Spain’s largest national pawtected park and the second largest in Europe which stretches over 2,000 kilometres.
As every furiend knows, the Lake District is a doggy heaven with extra-paw-dinary smells and sights.
My pawrents took my grandpawrent away for the weekend - we drove from Yorkshire to the Wirral - one of my favourite coastlines - then to Bowness in the Lakes. A long and pawring journey but worth it!
With so many visitors descending on the lakes every summer, getting lunch can be disa-paw-nting if left too late. They ordered mouth watering fish ‘n’ chips at the Boathouse Bar and Restaurant in Bowness - saving some chips for yours truly! (had to work pawticularly hard for them!).