As the chalk dust settles on another school year, a new cohort of parents are feeling that inexplicable combo of jubilation, relief and pride, mixed with sadness and nostalgia that seems to accompany every parenting milestone since time began....

When I set out on my 120km Camino ‘pilgrimage’ (via ‘the way’ of St James) to Santiago de Compestala, I had no idea what to expect and nor, if I’m honest, did I really have a clear reason for doing it, other than it seemed like a good way to see that part of Spain and I secretly liked the idea of calling myself a pilgrim....

I set off on this ‘golden gap’ adventure, knowing that I was looking for something, but unsure what that something was or where I would find it. Now, here I am, two and a half months in, sitting in a little hilltop town in Croatia, pondering if I am any closer to uncovering those answers that I set out to find....

The journey from Bhutan to Prague was quite the adventure. Twenty-seven hours, four countries, a thirteen-hour transit in Delhi, lost luggage and a complete humour bypass. I know I am short on sympathy credits, so I’ll spare you the sob story, but suffice to say that I felt like I had been cast in ‘The Terminal does Delhi’ and Tom Hanks might appear at any moment....

Nepal was a mixed bag for me. In my mind it was going to be all soaring peaks, Sherpas and prayer flags, but the reality, (at least in the places we visited) was quite different. The locals like to think that Nepal stands for ‘never ending peace and love’ … but I am not sold on that acronym....

Iam the girl who would be voted least likely to engage in any new age, woo-woo journeys of self-discovery which is why my newfound curiosity and eagerness to seek out alternative avenues of self-exploration, has taken even me by surprise....