I’ve not been myself for eight weeks now. Eight frustrating long weeks. During my favourite season of the year, at the point where my diary is chock-a-block full of plans… I have instead spent most days lying about in my pyjamas. If I’m honest, this has turned into the summer of the sofa. 😦 The … More The Summer Of The Sofa
Seven years ago, Phil made the most spontaneous decision of his life. He bought us tickets to watch England play cricket… in Australia… in three weeks time! Although the night before we’d made a tentative (and drink fuelled) decision to spend a year travelling the world, we had no plans. At all. Now mere hours … More Surviving The Pink Ball
When I was little, my village organised wonderful play-schemes during the summer holidays. They were the highlight of the long school break, with a dozen exciting trips or games or crafts to choose from each day. As each activity was allocated first-come-first-served, we’d all race to school each morning, eager to see the day’s offerings. … More Watching The World Float By
Riding the London underground is a rite of passage. My first trip was aged seventeen, with my fellow country-bumpkin school friends, on our inaugural adult-less adventure to the capital. The tube was dramatic, dark and eerie. We nervously stood staring at the map on the tunnel wall, trying to decipher the squiggle of lines. When the … More Braving the Underground
Anyone who has watched him lose a point, will know that an angry Andy Murray is scary. So, imagine an angry Andy Murray staring and glaring straight at you.. it’s alarming. Had we cheered too loudly? Imagine an angry Andy Murray arms in the air, racket flaying around, stomping towards you.. it’s intimidating. Had we … More My First Tennis Match!
Afternoon tea seemed to become popular when I was out of the country. I went away for two years, and returned to tales from my friends describing the hotels they’d visited and the experiences they’d had. Three years later, Phil and I were treated to High Tea as a birthday gift… and I instantly saw … More Afternoon Tea With My Mum
Sometimes life throws you curve balls. We can be happily swimming along the river of life, and suddenly the waves start battering us, rocks stand in our way, crocodiles eye us up for dinner. Life is hard for a while, we struggle to keep our head above water, we desperately doggy paddle to avoid the … More An Unexpectedly Strong Summer
I’m a list writer. I write kit lists, shopping lists, lists of worries, lists of jobs. I’ve always loved sitting down with my head a muddle of ideas, and then having clarity as I write them all down. Mainly though I love the pleasure of ticking items off the list as I tackle them. It … More The Bucket List
My childhood garden was full of flowers and plants. All year around, it was rife with colour from new flowers blooming. In the spring the borders would be over-run with daffodils and tulips, and in the summer they were replaced with irises and lupins. The hanging baskets and pots were so large that they began … More The Chelsea Flower Show
One of the worst parts about being ill is when I am on a decline. For six months I could feel myself deteriorating every day. Slowly being able to do less and less. Slowly getting more and more breathless. Slowly getting weaker and weaker. I felt helpless. It is a scary experience, as you are … More Enjoying Some Good Weeks….
We Can Adjust The Sails 