More of the world’s worst travel advice from a woman in a fur coat and a hat. This time it’s a grouch complaining about children on planes.
Category Archives: Ask Sally
Ask Sally: Life has handed me lemons
How a preserved lemons recipe helps solve Gloria’s travel dilemma. More of the world’s worst travel advice from Sally, a woman in a fur coat and a hat. But the lemons are a winner.
Ask Sally: The girls fall out in Dubai
Read the latest traveller dilemma solved by the world’s worst travel advice from a woman in a fur coat and a hat.
Ask Sally: Struggling with 50 Shades of Greece
Dear Sally, So here I was on an idyllic Aegean island, sipping iced coffee on the hotel balcony overlooking the pool and writing my next best seller, 50 Shades of Greece. Dreaming of dark, unexplored places. And suddenly it all went wrong.
Ask Sally: Gone snowboarding with his mother
Dear Sally, I’m on my honeymoon with my husband Pieter and his mother. They’ve gone snowboarding and I’m stuck in front of a roaring fire with a glass of wine. I don’t think this is going to work. What should I do?
Ask Sally: Modern Toilet restaurant and other dumps
Dear Sally, We’re tired of all the foam, miniscule morsels, molecular gastronomy and foraging in the upper echelons of fine dining. We want to go somewhere really different.
Ask Sally: Dilemma over Las Vegas wedding
Las Vegas now has a pop-up wedding chapel where you can try out being married to see if you like it. Perfect for commitment phobics, says Aunt Sally.
Ask Sally: Roberta and Joseph’s travel woes
Agony Aunt Sally Slaughter sorts out the Christmas travel baggage problems of generous Roberta who is carrying a surfboard, and advises Joseph and his wife who are stuck in a snow storm.
Ask Sally: Taking Vlad home to meet the parents
Dear Sally, While on holidays in Transylvania, I met a tall, pale, handsome stranger. It was love at first bite. Now I want to take him home to meet my parents.
Ask Sally: The airline lost my father’s ashes
Dear Sally, My father’s last wish was to have his ashes scattered from The Matterhorn, Switzerland’s famous mountain peak. But when we arrived in Zurich, the airline had lost the bag containing his urn.
