Robin Mead

Welcome to the jungle

By Robin Mead, November 3, 2011

I loved being at sea. Not having to pack and unpack made me feel settled.


Hidden assets in your break for the border

By Robin Mead, May 7, 2009

Surprisingly, even in crowded Britain, there is still one relatively quiet road that can be explored at leisure. It’s called the Hidden Highway, and it follows roughly the line of the Anglo-Welsh border, all the way from Chepstow to Chester. The road — or more properly a series of A-roads zig-zagging their way through some of the nation’s most glorious countryside — has retained a semblance of isolation and secrecy because, today, there are newer and faster routes between North and South Wales.


Green just got gorgeous

By Robin Mead, December 20, 2007

Lots of hotels in Britain claim green credentials these days, then point proudly at things like notices informing guests that bed-linen and towels will no longer be changed daily to protect the environment.

But conservation-conscious Francis Young is scornful of such gestures. “They do wonders for laundry bills but very little to save the planet,” he says.