It was a rainy and cold day in London when the plane took off – Oslo bound. I belong to a small group of travel enthusiasts who think “if I’m already cold, why not brave colder.” This little mantra rarely disappoints. Armed with a wooly hat, pink gloves and a return Ryanair ticket (which cost […]
Author Archives: Zena Birch
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When I was a child I used to sit on the floor with a book, almost the same size as me, open on the floor. It was my mum’s Readers Digest Wonders of the World and I would pour over those pages, each time as though it was the first time I had looked at […]