Two marathons

You may have noticed a tab at the top of the page for “TRAVEL” since my blog went through its second rebirth earlier this year. Perhaps you clicked on it to see if I had anything interesting to say on the subject, possibly expecting a few tales of exotic and distant lands, traversed far and wide. Maybe some insider tips and knowledge that you could use yourselves if you happened to be in the area. If you have clicked on it, you will actually have seen one, solitary post in there documenting my (half) attempt at the Transpennine Real Ale Trail where essentially, I took a train to Huddersfield on a Sunday afternoon and came back home later that same day. Hardly a global excursion. You could say it’s a little like that bit on The Office where Brent claims on his dating profile he has travelled because he went to Hull. “Well how did I get there then? Did it come to me? Oh look, here comes Hull down the motorway”. I actually have tried a couple of times to flesh it out with more entries. I really have. My two attempts – from Iceland and Portugal last year – sit half finished in my drafts, incoherent rambling diaries of what I got up to while away rather than offering any sort of traveller’s insight or anything. Maybe they will...

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