Who doesn’t like fresh food?
I was walking through St Georges market in Belfast, surrounded by nothing but people and food. Smells were everywhere; freshly baked breads, earthy smells from the freshly dug vegetables, the smell of the sea from the sea food caught hours earlier by the fishermen from Portavogie. Some of it still moving! The place was full…
My kind of Taxi…
Most of us probably have our favourite form of public transport, whether it’s a taxi, trains, rickshaws or whatever yours is. Well I have just found mine! On a recent visit to the Maldives (what a beautiful place) we had to use taxis. We all have to use taxis from time to time, we’re all familiar with the…
