Photos up

For those who have been eagerly awaiting some photos from our trip, they’re now available on Flickr.

Look, it’s winter and it’s cold, but we have already had a few nice days and today isn’t looking too bad either.

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But the cold and the winter is what we’re here for, so that’s just perfect.

Today: a bit of local industrial heritage at the Kelham Island Museum in town. Tomorrow, some Viking stuff in York.

Home and Away

Thanks for this comparison of current location and back home, Google Now:

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The kids have just found out that we’re (they’re) putting up the (real) Christmas tree this afternoon. Despite the chilly weather, their excitement is virtually tangible.
And let’s be honest: your average Norwegian Spruce would wilt under the African sun anyway…

Grandfather’s Footsteps

It might be December and it might be in the North of the UK, but the sun does shine sometimes:

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Granddad led the way, and Alex was ever so happy to follow over the stepping stones in Endcliffe Park.

Proper family time in the winter sun.

Over Ukraine

As I’m currently flying over (or maybe around) Ukraine, so why not hit you up with a Chernobyl post?

For the attention of the residents of Pripyat! The City Council informs you that due to the accident at Chernobyl Power Station in the city of Pripyat the radioactive conditions in the vicinity are deteriorating. The Communist Party, its officials and the armed forces are taking necessary steps to combat this. Comrades, leaving your residences temporarily please make sure you have turned off the lights, electrical equipment and water and shut the windows. Please keep calm and orderly in the process of this short-term evacuation.

Here’s that video taken by CBS in Pripyat, showing the desolation and ruin caused by “the catastrophe that never ended” – their words, not mine.

And, while we’re here, a reminder of Michael Jennings’ excellent account of his visit to the same place and another – more recent – essay on the same “dark tourism” subject which I really enjoyed reading.

Tomorrow: Less radiation, more England!

Come fly with me…

Take it, Frank:

Come fly with me,
Let’s fly, let’s fly away
If you could use some exotic booze
There’s a bar in far Bombay…

But I’m not going anywhere near India, Bombay is now Mumbai, and this isn’t actually an invitation. Still, while we’re on the subject, much new found respect for Frank Sinatra in keeping a straight face while telling us about the possible entertainment on the South American leg of our shared trip:

In llama-land there’s a one-man band
And he’ll toot his flute for you

Really, Frank? Really?

Nope, we’re UK-bound this evening at the end of a couple of hectic weeks which have exemplified this year for Family 6000. As ever when on the road, I will continue to attempt to blog each day, but I promise nothing. But you should probably expect fewer words and more photos – maybe a bit of Tumblr mode. You’ll survive.
If this is an issue for you, please drop me an email stating why you deserve a full refund.
Oh, and your bank details, obviously.

Look after SA for me while I’m gone, OK?