I can now confirm that the people of Trondheim, as suggested by Monty Python, do not perform a waltz every 25 minutes in which “old ladies are struck about the head with round sticks”. The Trondheim Hammer Dance is a…

Yesterday evening, after I had written the blog, the heavens opened and we had the heaviest downpour we have seen on this trip. We also learnt a valuable lesson about our awning. Basil’s awning is made of a type of…

Having read my blog last night Sarah has declared that I did Mosjoen an injustice. I put in too many of my favourite colourful warehouse and boathouse shots and I didn’t show the “lovely shopping streets”. Fair enough, so I…

Today was supposed to be a driving day, where we made some substantial miles. However, Norway has distracted us again and we are parked up for the night with only ninety miles on the clock! Our overnight spot in the…