Sailing Papillon

Last week, the marina Travelift parked around Papillon. The operators adjusted the straps, picked up the boat and drove her to the water...

On Saturday, Erik and I went out to dinner with friends. As we sat there, sipping wine and nibbling olives, I realized that this might be ...

Ahh, boat life. Protecting consumables from invading rats. Gently cooking from the 40 C heat at eight in the morning. Savouring the bouque...

As the sun set yesterday, I sat wedged between a wall and a cardboard box, watching peanut butter drip off a piece of ham. Why? Because...

In a few short days the girls and I will fly back to Australia to rejoin Erik and Papillon. In a perfect world, the plumbing would be plum...

What is this delicious piece of gorgeousness? A blocked toilet hose? I don't know about you, but this puts me in mind of arterial plaq...

"Oh, ho!" you say, sipping your morning coffee. "Amy has finally written something new. That slacker. Took long enough....

One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Happy Birthday, Indy!

Cruising has a lot of positives. You become more flexible. You learn to live simply. You slow down. But these mental shifts have their dra...

It has been said that women let the memory of childbirth fade very quickly; if they didn't they would never have another baby. So too...

I'm building quite a backlog, aren't I? Add the Mask Festival to the list of things I need to write about this month.