My school days were a mixture of hard work, strict discipline accompanied by a forced sports program and home work each and every night. Our uniform was a bizarre mixture of purple and black with the trousers made from a torturous material called “serge.” This material had you feeling like...

It’s 10:30am on Saturday morning and I sit here at the trusted computer. Heidi is finishing the packing as we are leaving in an hour or so to make our way to Southampton for our adventure on the Queen Victoria. Since the packing began yesterday Heidi has constructed a force field around various...