Reunited Friends on the most gorgeous Spring Day…
Hopping back to my the old Sunday post format this week as I currently have limited Internet access… Taken this morning in a foggy but very beautiful Trier….
Almost running out of light at Stockbridge Down (not all that far from where we live now)… I think I last visited over 20 years ago, and it’s lovely to see it hasn’t changed all that much (although having said that there are bits fenced off that I don’t think were previously?). As well as […]
It’s taken what seems like weeks to sit down and compose a post, mostly because I think this move has been so very different from our last three… There’s so much more to do than when you first arrive at your rented foreign Expat property. That whole process typically goes something like this: Wait for […]
Fish and chip shop on the left, Yorkshire Pudding shop on the right and York Minster at the end of the road. You can’t get more Yorkshire than that!
Memories of beautiful Santorini… A Greek island famous for many things – exquisite sunsets dramatic enough to draw cheers from onlookers as the sun takes its nightly dip in the ocean (John especially enjoyed those!), the iconic backdrop of blue and white buildings that seemingly perch on the side of vertiginous cliffs, wonderful local produce, […]
Imagine if you will a day on your alpine holiday when the weather is truly cold, squally and wet, and your family is less than enthusiastic about being outside at all. You on the other hand, have stuffed yourself so full of Kaiserschmarnn (fried pancakes in butter with raisins and plum jam or apple sauce!) […]
After saying goodbye to our friends, we decided to carry on for a bit of a wander around Gamla Stan, catching that magical time when the sun is just about to go down, and the light is well and truly golden – luckily for me! Less luckily perhaps for the rest of my family who have […]
It seems the smallest person in our house has as much of a thing for doors as his Mother… Found at Anglesey Abbey last week…
Just a quick post whilst I cope with a baby with his first real lurgy, an absent husband who thought it was a good idea to book a work trip without realising that we had a three-day week here in Bavaria, and a couple of slightly more serious stresses that are just too boring to […]