The Journey of Life


Across deserts and oceans, over snow capped mountains and through forests of tall, green trees, through marsh land and over city walls, through rain, wind, snow and sunshine, on we journey. Life goes round and round, up and then down, inside and out, left and then right, spinning us round and then shooting us up […]

Notes from my Camping Diary (New Forest Part 1)

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Friday 26th August
I’m sitting cross legged in the middle of a wet field with nothing but my pyjama bottoms and a sheet of polyester between my bottom and the earth. The early morning dampness hangs in the air and the sun sits low in the sky. Across the field there are others like me; some sitting, some gently stretching their arms to the sky, some slowly walking over to the other side. I haven’t taken up yoga or eloped to join a cult, I’ve joined the millions who holiday under canvas or polyester every year; I’ve gone camping. Continue reading…