About the Author

In the mid-90s, I left the shores of the UK and drove, for the second time ever, on what I considered the “wrong side of the road.”

I left it a little late to hit French soil, driving my car into the night, full of my life at that time, across France and into Switzerland.  There was no GPS back in those days and the trip was made with a large AA atlas on the passenger seat.

Since then, many things have happened, life has changed, friends have come, gone and some died 🙁

And because it’s fun to do, I keep an infrequent blog of experiences and thoughts as an English person who has become Swiss.