An expat Brit in South Australia
Chatsworth House in Derbyshire sits resplendently within its grounds of meadows and rolling dales, spanning almost half a millennium of history. Depicted by Jane Austen as Mr Darby’s abode, it is actually the home of the Duke and Duchess of Devonshire (you might think they’d live nearer to their fiefdom, but a title is just
Imagine eating the most regional dish in its exact place of origin, overlooking the bay and the fields which yielded the produce. That’s my experience at the aptly named Cullen Bay Hotel in the North East of Scotland. This is the home of the famous Cullen skink, a kind of smoked fish chowder. Even better,
“Ye’ ll hae tae go next door,” the doorman said. All the copious pubs around Hope Street were full. “But that’s Irish.” The occasion was Ireland v Scotland Euro football qualifier. We eventually squeezed into a small sports bar near Central Station. Result- 2 pints of Stella and Ireland 1 Scotland 1. Across the road
Dr D in Oz 