Au revoir France and goodbye ferry. Hello, White Cliffs of Dover. Where are the bluebirds? Have you guessed? We stayed in Blighty for our holidays. But I feared that we would miss the sunshine and the dégustation. A ‘Blightycation’ ahead of us, we visited: castles, gardens, castles, seaside towns, pubs and yet more castles. … Continue reading "Wine tasting in Blighty"