Author: lisa hudson

After a stint off grid we headed to Ronda nearby for some on grid and headed out for what ended up being a muddy and downright torturous ride. Google maps must have had a hiccup the day it classified some of what we encountered, as roads! Far from it, and to cap it all, Cueva… Continue reading It’s a Cat’s Playground →

There's worse places in the world to catch the flu than a campsite on a beach near Tarifa so that's what The Tall One decided to do. The day after Christmas he came down with it really bad, only just managing to summon the energy to walk the 50m down the steps to the sand… Continue reading Call the Midwife! →

Jigsaw would really like Morocco, there are cats everywhere, mostly feral but contrary to what we'd expect, cats seem to be revered and we saw plenty of fussing, feeding and general kindness shown. Many just lazing around and being left to themselves, with dreamer paw twitches and whisker flinches. Some of the more entrepreneurial cats… Continue reading From the Rock to the Kasbah →

Writing this blog from a very wet and windy Tarifa, it was tempting to be really childish.... The Germans who called us 'The English Mutants' back in the days of the Covid, are here for their annual 5 month stint, and I was tempted to name this one 'The German Losers' having not done so… Continue reading Jigsaw and Gibraltar do ‘England’ →

So here we go again, taking to the roads in the van and seas in a small pea green boat, well actually an Irish Ferry to Dublin followed by a larger vessel to Bilbao. An unusual route for folks as travelled as us we know, but it was all for Jigsaws benefit. Her desire to… Continue reading Cat on a Long Thin Lead →