Hercules and the Wagoner A CARTER was driving a wagon along a country lane, when thewheels sank down deep into a rut. The rustic driver, stupefiedand aghast, stood looking at the wagon, and did nothing but utterloud cries to Hercules to come and help him. Hercules, it is said, ...
The parties were known as “Kinderfest” and the cakes were called “Geburtstagorten”. These cakes were exclusive to the wealthy, as sugar was not readily available and very expensive.With the advent of the Industrial Revolution, sugar was more affordable and cakes were seen at all levels ...
My musings are interrupted by the fresh, briny smell of the sea. As we round a hill, I catch my first glimpse of Boudicca, gleaming whiter than the famous cliffs of Dover. At the terminal I meet up with my friend Moira, a first-time cruiser and my companion on this trip. We were ...