A Breath Of Sea Air
Portwrinkle. The place-name always cheers me up and I wondered where it came from. I hadn’t really thought about it until I started to write about our mini trip. It’s not listed in my edition...
Life’s Blessings
Lockdown exercise usually starts with a walk along the lane at the bottom of our road. The viaduct spanning the River Tiddy is a prominent scenic view, with allotments close by, but most pleasing is...
Nature At Its Best
There’s something enchanting about a ramble in the snow. Fresh and bright, it stirs sentiments of wonder seeing it layered over our English landscape like pale glitter. As I turned the bend of a rural...
Wish Upon A Bone
Meat shredded from the carcass, I dismantled the wishbone, put it to one side, and then carried on stirring the saucepan’s ingredients. A copious sprinkling of seasoning, a generous glug of Sauvignon Blanc added to...
Dwindling Nights
It’s the first day after Winter Solstice. Let’s hope life will be more positive with the lengthening days – it’ll definitely be brighter. After much rain and the need for fresh air, we went for...
Making An Entrance & Shopping Local
I’ve often made my own Christmas wreaths, but this year I was drawn to photographs on a local produce market’s Facebook page one Saturday evening. After a few private messages to find out prices, choose...
Welcome Callers
“Good morning, fella.” I always talk to robins whenever I see them and one was sitting on the wall as I opened the bedroom curtains. We’re fortunate to have a couple who visit the back...
Mouse In Our Christmas Tree
Excitement infused the air as I lugged bulging shopping bags through the frosty doorway of our cottage twenty years ago. My seven-year-old son and teenage daughter’s animated voices drifted through from the lounge before the...
The Bright Side
I’ve overslept, was my first thought this morning as light streamed through a crack in the curtains. It’s my writing day and I didn’t want to miss a minute. Bleary-eyed and switching on the kettle,...
Wild And Free
The moors were refreshing, even on a damp afternoon. Desolate and green, the beauty of Minions Moor always amazes me and so peaceful from when it was a mining hub two centuries ago. The tin...