Manners cost nothing…………..these are words that were drummed into me from a very young age by my Mum and Dad. Unfortunately, while my parents were banging on that drum, it seems the parents of people I have met today were banging...

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Many people imagine when they rent a car in America that they’ll be thumping down Ocean Drive under a blazing sky in a throbbing Corvette or an evocative Mustang. Yum yum, they think. Freedom. Sunshine. A & W Root Beer. A Supermodel by your side dressed...

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Hi Everyone, Here is the next issue of Jaime’s Dear John Letters. Be on the lookout for a video post from John later this afternoon. October 20, 2008 Dear John, Today we are in Marmaris, Turkey and it is an absolutely beautiful day – 75 and sunny...

Well here I am at the hotel which is conveniently located next to the office. I have a meeting tomorrow at noon and will spend the morning blogging to all of you. The worst thing about jet lag is that right now its 11 pm back home and my body is telling...

Saying goodbye today was very difficult. Heidi and I have not been apart for some time and the fact that she is carrying our thingy made it even more difficult. She was very brave but I knew as soon as I closed the front door their would be tears. And...

It has been well documented in past blogs that I have a hatred of flying, climbing walls, the French and …………….dancing. And is the thought of the later that has finally made me decide not to attend my high school reunion...

It’s Saturday and I am enjoying a real weekend for the first time in 6 months. Heidi is pottering about and I am sitting here in the kitchen having just welcomed home my underwear which returned from a vacation in Rome…………...

I don’t know where she got the idea, but last week Heidi, suddenly produced a fully decorated swear box and announced that there were new rules for us all to follow. It was going to be $1 or £1 per swear word, and at the end of the year the money...

Sometimes I am aware that here on my blog thingy, I always seem to find something wrong with everything. To find discord where there is harmony. To sprinkle a little bit of yak poo over your morning coffee and bagel. Unfortunately, it’s hard to find fault...

I love the Russians and I love their devil-may-care attitude and the last few days have been so busy that I haven’t had time to mention some of their exploits here. We only have 30 something comrades sailing but they have probably provided the vessel...