Chim cheroo, I finally have my chiminea up and running. I wrote not long ago about getting myself a chiminea, but first I needed to sort out the garden. It’s not a very big space and most of it is…
This isn’t a story based on Mr Orwell’s famous book, Animal Farm. It’s about the trip out we made when we took the Grandchildren to a small breeds farm and owl centre in lovely Herefordshire. Easter school holidays and we…
There’s a story behind why there are no flies on me. It is all to do with fishing and I know I have said before, that I am not a lover of fishing. My Dad was a keen fisherman and…
These boots were made for working and they certainly did that. Who knew that throwing an old pair of worn-out working boots could be so emotionally challenging? It was like saying goodbye to an old friend and in many ways,…
Every morning after I have started my day, showered, made a cup of tea, set the fire if it’s cold, is to sit down and watch a short video called ‘This Killer Boogie‘ by Rock That Swing. I’ve become obsessed…
