Monthly Archives: September 2023

This must be the very definition of hallowed ground. These were fathers and sons, husbands and lovers, you and me born in the wrong time and place. Now they’re at best a memorial, at least a tourist attraction. But if anyone comes here to pass some time, or as a voyeur, then the silent grandeurContinue reading “Hallowed Ground”

I could stay here. I thought this part of the journey would be head down and motor till the trip starts properly in the Alps. Verdun was not on the plan but the name, and the history, coming at the right point in time and distance proved too attractive. My hotel is ott. Prompted byContinue reading “Verdun”