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The Fragile and Bittersweet Beauty of Life

This year hasn’t been as I’d anticipated so far, getting off to something of a false start for me. As last year drew to a close I had to say goodbye to a dear friend, my cousin-in-law’s father, when he…

I’m Back!

Hey everyone! You may have seen me over the past week or so on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook and if you have and said hello thank you, I’ve had a lovely welcome back. After a long break I’m finally ready…

Turning Leaves

It feels a little strange to be on this blog, in this space, typing these words. Time has past, the blog has stood still, waiting patiently for me. I’m finding my way back, fingertips feeling for keys, mind reaching for…

Notes from my Camping Diary (New Forest Part 1)

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…

Play

Find the time to play a little… Continue reading…

A Box of Buttons

My grandparents had a box of buttons. It was a small cardboard box held together with sticky brown tape and it was filled to the brim with buttons of every shape and size you could possibly imagine. There were shiny metal ones; large brown ones perhaps once belonging to an old teddy bear; there were small prim white ones from a crisp cotton shirt; there were discs the colours of Smarties. Some were old with peeling surfaces, some were as bright as a pin and some still had cotton thread woven around their middles. I loved each and every one.

A New Chapter

Rob and I have moved several times over the years. Enough times to know that the old saying ‘home is where the heart is’ absolutely rings true. It’s not about the bricks and the mortar, the location, the size or…

Birthday Girl

My beautiful little goddaughter, Hannah, turned 4 this month and Rob and I helped her mum and dad set up a birthday party for her at a local hall so that she could celebrate with her adorable baby sister and her friends. Read post

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