Phil and I were on television last week. Yep our little faces featured on actual real TV! Ok, it was only for two seconds… and we were at the very edge of the screen… and I had another person’s hand in front of my face. But nonetheless, we still got very excited when we spotted … More The Finish Line
A few days before our annual pilgrimage to my hubby’s homeland, Phil and I spent a fun evening planning our upcoming trip. Over homegrown barbecued vegetables and sparkly tonic, we poured over a map of the Isle of Man and got excited. We reminisced and laughed and googled and researched… and arranged the holiday ahead. … More Wiped Out By The Waves
When I was a child, my family had one of those guides to campsites in Great Britain. It was chock-a-block full of advertisements for places to camp all over the country. Hundreds and hundreds of listings from large holiday parks with nightly entertainment, to small fields with just a lowly toilet block. My brother and I … More The Best Bit Of Summer
It was the summer of 2016. Phil and I were driving along, listening to commentary of an exciting cricket game. The score was close. Phil was screeching in excitement, banging the steering wheel, breath held at every ball. The radio suddenly announced that the match would over-run to day five, with tickets being offered at … More Runs and Wickets and Lovely Biscuits!
It was the first night of our trip to Center Parcs. The rest of the Marshall clan hadn’t yet arrived, so my little family of three were exploring. Whilst Phil was talking to reception, Lottie the dog and myself sat outside watching the world go by. And that world was full of children… and sport… … More The Other Path
It was the first day of our holiday. Early afternoon. My eyes were sleepy from the 5am start, and my body weary from the 424 miles drive north. As we crossed a humpback bridge, we were suddenly greeted by a picture-postcard scene of Scotland. A gushing alpine river, lush green mountains, and glorious (and unusual!) Scottish … More Wanderlust
Last Monday I stood atop a mountain! An actual mountain! A mountain with rocks and boulders and mud blocking the route. A mountain in the middle of nowhere, that took hours for us to climb. As I sat up high, looking down at the tiny dots of candy floss sheep in the valley below, I … More I Climbed A Mountain!
Phil and I have a list of ‘House Jobs’ stuck to our fridge door. Most tasks are ticked off quickly, but one remained on it for 6.5 years. Every time we grabbed milk, we were reminded that we’d made zero attempt to achieve it. Guilt! The problem was it was gigantic, massive, intimidating. We didn’t … More The Gigantic Task We Couldn’t Tick Off
I struggle to walk. Since developing Pulmonary Hypertension, I can’t get very far on my own two feet. For thirty-odd years I could walk and run and skip and gallop…. until the day I suddenly couldn’t. In one sleep, in one twelve hour period, in one night… I lost the ability to plod about. And although … More Relying On Wheels
A few months after I started using oxygen, Phil and I booked a holiday to Sussex. We found a cute cottage through a local rental company, and paid in full. However a month before the trip, after I’d emailed the owner to discuss timings for my oxygen delivery, we found ourselves embroiled in a debate … More The Kindness Of The Pig
We Can Adjust The Sails 