Cyclists Only For Porquerolles Island In France

We pulled out to sea from behind an angular fortress. Minutes later, white water frothed up the sides of the boat and sharp morning rays glared down on my back.

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All The Wonderful Colours Of Provence, France

If Provence were splashed over an artist’s palette, huge dollops of ochre, greens and blues would run into each other, punctuated by bright dots of violet, yellow and deep, blood red.

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A Dream Come True At Monaco’s F1 Grand Prix

I watched my first Grand Prix in 1993. Dad and I sat prostrate on the sofa of our French apartment, digesting a leisurely mediterranean Sunday lunch of mozzarella salad and copious amounts of baguette.

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A Quintessential Weekend In Fife, Scotland

I was blind. I hadn’t driven a car since Australia five months before, where the roads are wide, the weather generally dry and the visibility great.

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The Medieval Merchant Port Of Tenby, Wales

As you drive into Tenby you would be forgiven for cursing the bumper-to-bumper traffic that now fills the narrow streets every weekend.

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Working A Vintage Season In South Australia

The twelve-hour day shift starts at 6am. They don’t tell you that before you sign up.

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A Visit To Coonamble, New South Wales

“Oh, the kids here do one of those every year” someone shrugged by way of explanation. I continued to gawp, utterly horrified, at the giant papier-mâché edifice hanging only a few meters above my disbelieving head.

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Working In An Australian Sheep Abattoir

I ditched my office job for an unconventional lesson in offal sorting.

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Spending A Day On Australia’s Bondi Beach

I’m just not hipster enough to live in Bondi.

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Dog Sledding At Lake Baikal

As my kamikaze driver bombed down the one lane highway from Irkutsk, I marvelled at the distinct lack of snow chains, breaks and general caution utilised by other road users.

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