Meet Liz. Mother of two teenage kids and wife of Brian.

Faced with midlife & realising that unless she gets her skates on, she'll never get to live out her fantasy of travelling the world with her family (and be like that woman from Eat, Pray Love), Liz plans a year-long globetrotting trip.

Annoyingly, things don't quite go as expected.

This is probably because Liz is slightly deluded & chooses to ignore the fact that her husband has acid reflux & can't eat anything foreign, & her teenage children would rather scroll funny Snapchat videos than look at old things in Europe.

From an ill-fated yoga class in India, ancient ruin humiliation in Italy, to getting sloshed at a charity festival in rural England, Liz’s endless mishaps and hysterical far-flung flops make for an unforgettable experience that no family could ever forget.
Even if they wanted to.

Armed with humour, optimism, & three pairs of comfy high-waisted travel knickers, this feel-good hilarious pee-your-pants, laugh-out-loud memoir will have you changing your life and racing to book your next adventure.
Prepare to laugh, cry & curl your toes while learning that despite parenting fails, family, love, and laughter always triumph over looking cool for the gram.

Clench those buttocks, fellow traveller. We're off on a (real) family vacation...!

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"... Bridget Jones crossed with Eat, Pray, Love...a wickedly funny delight!..."

"...one of the most hilarious books for women I have ever read! Superb!..."

“…I snorted with laughter, Liz is genuinely hilarious…”

"...A hilariously funny reassuring book for every mom or dad..."

“…everything you could want in a travel memoir and more…”

“…inspiring, funny, cringe-worthy & heartwarming , often all at the same time. Fabulous…”

“…I laughed out loud throughout…British humour at it's best...”

"...Relatable, hilarious, funny stories: everything from being a wife, motherhood to family travel...LOVED IT!"

Excerpt from the Introduction of The Travel Bog Diaries:

"I was always desperate to be a yummy mummy. A yommy mommy.
One of those parents who jogged effortlessly through the park wearing lip-gloss and a baseball cap. Pushing a baby in a three-wheeler pram. Never getting the wheels stuck in a drain. Never leaking urine from her pelvic floor
But sadly, it seemed the mummy fairy had me pegged for different things.
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There are lots of other things in life I assumed I’d never be able to do. Giving birth twice without going to a hospital. (Yes.)
Homeschooling my kids instead of sending them to school. (Yes.)
Getting on the front page of Home and Garden. (As if.)
Travelling the world for a year with two teenagers and a husband with an acid reflux problem. (Yes.)

I know. I still can’t believe I’m talking about myself when I say that out loud

You see ...
Up until a few years ago, I believed that people like us, like me and you, don’t do things like travel the world. No.
People like us sit on the toilet scrolling Pinterest. Wishing we owned an outdoor pizza oven & a pergola with fairy lights.
People like us don’t leave the nine to five day job & go around the world for a year. They just DON’T. The END.
Do they?
Yes. Apparently, they do.
After years spent devouring Instagram posts about families who went on exotic vacations for a really long time, I finally did the same. Me & my family. We travelled the world.
We left our house, car, clothes, the kids’ friends, school work, and our nervous dog & swapped it for three hundred and sixty-five glorious (mostly glorious) days trotting around the world.

And THIS is the TRUE story of what it all looked like...