Sharing A Holiday Home

When the Coronavirus entered British shores, back in Spring 2020, the Isle of Man closed their borders. Residents couldn’t leave, and visitors were prohibited from entering. For seventeen months, Phil couldn’t return to his homeland. For seventeen months, we could only seen his family through a screen. And it was odd being kept apart. Our … More Sharing A Holiday Home

I Saw My Mum!

I’ve not seen my Mum since Christmas. Since December the 27th to be exact. The last time we were together; we were stuffed full of turkey, wearing Santa jumpers, playing one last game of ‘Catan’. But last week, after 187 long long long days apart… we finally met up again. 🙂 And although it was … More I Saw My Mum!

The First Noel

I was awoken on Christmas morning by a symphony of squeals and shouts, and a herd of elephants running up and down the stairs.  It was still dark outside. 🙂  Half-asleep, I stumbled down the hall to find my eldest nephew a-jumping and a-leaping, excitedly screaming “Santa has been!”.  And his younger brother frantically shaking … More The First Noel

The Unexpected

I’ve been keeping something to myself for a few months now.  Something unexpected.  Something nice.  Something a little confusing.  For three and a half months, I’ve been watching and waiting and wondering and wishing.  I’ve been monitoring and second guessing and speculating and hoping.  But all in my own head, alone.  I’ve not dared to … More The Unexpected

Reaching Old John Again

Mention ‘Bradgate Park’ to anyone who has lived in Leicestershire and their face will light up.  It’s my home county’s pride and joy, its crown jewel, its ‘David Attenborough’.  Everyone loves it, adores it, treasures it.  Everyone has memories and tales and stories to share.  It is one of the shire’s high points… quite literally.  … More Reaching Old John Again