Confessions of a solo female traveller Part 1.

could hardly hear the voice on the other end of the phone – the conversation stilted and formal. Not warm or comforting. I complained that all I wanted to do was have someone I could sit with in a nice warm pub out of the wind. I was not yet ready to make that step by myself. Silent, frustrated tears were freezing on my cheeks as I said goodbye to the man I no longer knew but had spent the last 25 years with.