Category Archives: The Traveling Crone

Where am I? Who am I?

My son has embraced a new Facebook trend and turns out to have a talent for it. In the last week, he has posted: I am so DC I remember dat if u had 3 buckets and 2 sticks u … Continue reading

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Biggin’ It Up on Bourbon Street

In New Orleans on a Friday, Galatoire’s is THE place to go for lunch. The restaurant doesn’t take bookings and so those in the know hire a dissolute to stand in line for them from 6am. Only this way can … Continue reading

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Spouting on at Vesuvius

86 kinds of apricot grow in Calabria. For a moment we feared that Alberio might talk us through each one. Alberio, in addition to being passionate about volcanos, is a food and wine expert. He invented a half day tour … Continue reading

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Two middle aged women leaning against rails and sitting on walls

More pictures than anyone could possibly want of the Crone and the Cackler. We had a great time. Thanks to Italy for providing the backdrops.

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Round Trip to Ravello: Travel Terror, Italian style

“They are close enough to kiss” said the Cackler in wonder. The two bus drivers were enjoying a chat through open windows as they manoeuvred their buses past each other on the road to Positano. Inside our bus, those of … Continue reading

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With Audrey, on Capri

It beats me how Audrey Hepburn ever squeezed her calves into a pair of Capri pants. If the actress spent any time on the island of Capri she must have been very beefy twixt knee and ankle because the inclines … Continue reading

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Sharp tongues, sharp corners and a steady hand: sister love in Sorrento

“I like that cardigan,” said the Cackler, “it’s not the kind of thing you usually  wear” I am famous for my attachment to cardigans so I pressed her to elaborate. “It’s pretty and understated” she replied “not your kind of … Continue reading

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Holy Terror: Good Friday in Sorrento,Italy

Anything hooded is usually a fashion item best avoided. When the hood is black and covers the face it is positively sinister looking, particularly when paired with a long black soutain and flaming torch. Every man in Sorrento must own … Continue reading

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The Mist of A Memory

We walked by the Land of Green Ginger and past The Blue Boy and The Star of the West. I have forgotten almost everything I learned at university in Hull but the names of the special street and the city’s … Continue reading

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Ready for a holiday

We are still applying Carmex even though we have no cowboys to kiss. Carmex is one of the Cackler’s favorite American discoveries and she has returned to England with a case full, determined her lips will be unchapped should a … Continue reading

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