Liza Martin-Pope

Painting swastikas and stars of David with Nazis stole this house onto my French home to stop profit from WW11 theft…And a fantastic social media campaign !!

It was a quiet flight from Oman to London. Arrival to London is uneventful until the Eastern European females start their reign of annoying disruption… First booking the wrong bus when all trains cancelled then on a short overnight my court papers from Oman are stolen by a Polish chef… I struggle onto the boatContinue reading “Painting swastikas and stars of David with Nazis stole this house onto my French home to stop profit from WW11 theft…And a fantastic social media campaign !!”

Pack, remove half, Pack again, remove more and repack…Unless you have HGV

By definition a road trip requires careful packing…then assessment and repacking multiple times, unless you have lorry. Ok this may not seem obvious as a road trip requires route planning financial and safety planning… A three day visit to the wilds of ‘Hidden’ in a 4×4… three adults and a necessary break from the UK.Continue reading “Pack, remove half, Pack again, remove more and repack…Unless you have HGV”

Cake, Coffee and Tea …

Learning something new in Middle Age… well every year since my husband died and my daughters murdered, I have learnt a new skill every year, from gliding to skiing and horse riding. Each time a certain level of courage has been required. So the usual routine of coffee and cake and tea rewards, as aContinue reading “Cake, Coffee and Tea …”

Slowly Slowly …

There is a famous Nike quote, Just do it … I think that exercise is just organised movement… So I think it depends on the stage of life.. With three small children and no help, thinking that organised exercise is possible Is unrealistic, however keeping a tidy home is great exercise, cleaning tidying and dailyContinue reading “Slowly Slowly …”

Ideal…As far from Europe as possible, physically, culturally, and with my children bought back to life ?…

There was a time when afternoon tea, cricket and days at the races, picnics and fun days by the sea in England…. then something changed and it was difficult to know at which point.. Was it when my husband died and I was attacked by a police officer from the force that had investigated attacksContinue reading “Ideal…As far from Europe as possible, physically, culturally, and with my children bought back to life ?…”