About 15 years ago, before we had children, my (then) boyfriend, now husband and I, used to visit Avebury regularly. It is a bit of a trek for us from Birmingham, but it was somewhere we both enjoyed. We would wander around the stones, go for a walk along the West Kennett Long Barrow, admire(…)
I like to think that amongst other things, blogging has brought me the opportunity to give my children experiences that they may otherwise not have had. I’d say I was lucky. And I do believe that, but as a lot of you reading this will know, blogging is hard work. It is a job. And(…)
It’s a tricky thing to do, making friends as an introvert. Actually, I should add that if you’re like me and a shy introvert, with self confidence that isn’t especially high it’s almost impossible. Almost, but not quite. But it is hard work. Life is so much better if we share it with others. I(…)
I’ve always understood (OK technically I can’t always have, but you get my point, it’s been an understanding of mine for a long time), that our memories are tricks. Not in a bad way, not at all. It’s simply that our brain processes information in certain ways and then stores it. And how it is(…)
A black and white photograph of the view from the top of Coughton Court. A National Trust property well worth a visit.
There are times when I don’t want to blog about our days out. I simply want to enjoy them as a family. I do however, always have some form of camera on me-whether it’s the iPhone or my Canon because I love to take photographs. Today I thought I’d simply share some of our activities(…)