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You couldn’t make it up. I was woken up by next-door’s T.V. at the ungodly hour of 06.43 hrs.  Diplomacy is going to have to be exercised here.  The stewards store room separates my cabin from the one next door.  I wouldn’t have thought that the sound of the T.V would have carried enough to…

Closest land on waking up, the coast of N.W. France. I do like my sleeping quarters!  There is masses of wardrobe and drawer space, and from my bed, I can look directly out of my picture window to an ever-changing passing sea and sky-scape. I lay awake for much of the first night, but not…

Please note: Davidscruise.blog takes you to the latest blog, but only the beginning.  To access the whole blog, click on the date, usually at the bottom right hand of the section printed.  This should reveal the whole blog under that Blog number. All those from Blog 166 will be written at sea or various exotic…

Day 1 of 36 At long last, my blog site can actually live up to its name, davidscruise.blog   I am on my way to join Cunard’s Queen Victoria for a thirty five night voyage to Madeira, several Caribbean islands and finally, on the way back, Ponta Del Garda in the Azores where it should still…

Test blog and picture. This is yet another test blog, the address of which is (hopefully) davidscruise.blog I now believe that this has successfully transferred from my previous phone. Comments/confirmation would be much appreciated. Happy New Year. David, 16.35hrs GMT

I overloaded Blog 161 with far too many pictures.  The illustrations are the maximum each blog can handle but still give a suitable account of The Greatest Gathering. David, 09.28 14/8/25, at home.

It is just over a week since the doors closed on what I am led to believe was the world’s largest ever temporary gathering of railway vehicles from the earliest of modern railway history (1825) to the very latest in futuristic railway technology.   I am told this monumental extravaganza was the brainchild of a 25…

I have always been one to at least try to be at historical events throughout my adult life.  My parents generosly treated me to the 15 Guinea Special,  British Rail’s last steam train.  August 11th, 1968, is inexorably etched into my brain, as (for a similar reason) is August 4th.  I just made it on…

In 1990, I just managed to find a rare space on the heavily over-subscribed British Isles voyage on QE2, celebrating the much anticipated 150th anniversary of the Cunard Line.  No single accommodation was available; I had to share!  I remember not the name of my travelling companion.  He was Welsh, pleasant enough, snored like a…

Friday afternoon around 5pm. 16/5/25 I can not believe that I am letting Cunard’s 185th anniversary slip by with barely a thought.  An urgent modification to my house, the cost of a world cruise, has influenced me to stay away from the high seas for more than this year.  Over time, the rear wall of…