There is a hush that drifts across the United Kingdom each December, a soft, knowing hush that feels older than the stones of its cathedrals, older than the kingdoms that once fractured its land, older even than the language we whisper our carols in. It slips through hedgerows and over rooftops like a benevolent ghost, … Continue reading A Timeless Christmas: Wandering Through Britain’s Midwinter Magic.
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Bizarre Old Superstitions About Christmas Eve – A Midnight Realm of Whispering Spirits, Talking Creatures, and Shoes That Knew Your Destiny.
There is something exquisitely peculiar about Christmas Eve in the old folklore of Europe, something that glimmers like frost under moonlight and hums like a half-forgotten lullaby carried across centuries. Long before electric bulbs crowned our houses with cheerful constellations, long before the rustling of wrapping paper filled parlors and kitchens, our ancestors believed this … Continue reading Bizarre Old Superstitions About Christmas Eve – A Midnight Realm of Whispering Spirits, Talking Creatures, and Shoes That Knew Your Destiny.
The Winter-Born Wonder: A History of Saint Nicholas, Sinterklaas, and Father Christmas.
Long before Christmas lights glimmered in frosted windows, long before children pressed their ears to the darkness for the bright shiver of bells, there lived a quiet boy beneath the blazing gold of the Lycian sun, a boy who would one day become the patron saint of winter’s impossible magic. His name was Nicholas. Before … Continue reading The Winter-Born Wonder: A History of Saint Nicholas, Sinterklaas, and Father Christmas.
Odd Victorian Christmas Traditions We Don’t Do Anymore. – A Tale of Firelit Parlours, Ghostly Whispers, and Raisins Ablaze.
There is something delightfully peculiar about the Victorian Christmas, an enchantment woven from equal parts propriety and pandemonium. We often picture the era as a snow globe of gentility, wrapped in lace and candlelight, all polite smiles, sentimental cards, and holly-decked parlours smelling faintly of nutmeg. Yet beneath those velvet trimmings, and under the well-behaved … Continue reading Odd Victorian Christmas Traditions We Don’t Do Anymore. – A Tale of Firelit Parlours, Ghostly Whispers, and Raisins Ablaze.
Please let there be a heaven.
Please let there be a heaven,Somewhere soft beyond the sky,Where the ones I’ve lost are waitingAnd the tears I hide can finally dry.Please let there be a doorwayWhere the hurt can fall away,Where the memories don’t trembleAnd the grief has nothing left to say.Because my heart still reaches for themIn the quiet of the night,And … Continue reading Please let there be a heaven.
Two Years Without You 💔
Two years…yet it still feels like yesterdaythat your paws were the heartbeat of our home,your breath a warm whisper against our skin,your eyes full of a lovewe didn’t know we would spenda lifetime learning to live without.People say time heals,but they never met you, Zypher.They never felt the wayyour presence wrapped around uslike safety, like … Continue reading Two Years Without You 💔
To Dad in Heaven
Dad……There are days when the missing youhits so suddenlyit steals the breath from my chest,as if grief has hands,and it remembers exactlywhere my heart is.I still can’t understandhow the world can keep goingwhen yours stopped.How morning can dare to breakwithout your voice in it,how night can fallwithout you to tell meeverything will be alright.I wish … Continue reading To Dad in Heaven
Fogbound Frosty Walks.
In the early hush where frost whispers and the world has not yet found its color, I walk into the drifting fog with two guardians of winter at my side.Athena steps forward first, a bi-eyed husky stitched from snow and starlight. One eye the color of sky, the other warm as chestnut bark,a sunrise and a hearth held together in a … Continue reading Fogbound Frosty Walks.
Whispers of Youth, Promises of Tomorrow
In the quiet of twilight, where the shadows play, Two hearts beat in rhythm, in a tender ballet. Beneath the old oak tree, where their secrets unfold, Teenage sweethearts gathered, in a world made of gold. With laughter like music that dances on air, They shared dreams and promises, unspoken but rare. Fingers interlaced, in … Continue reading Whispers of Youth, Promises of Tomorrow
Can You Hear Me From Heaven?
Can you hear me from heaven, where the stars softly sleep,Where the light never fades and the angels all weep?Do my whispers still reach you on the wings of the wind,Every echo of longing, each prayer I begin?I speak to the night when the silence is deep,When the world has gone quiet and I can’t … Continue reading Can You Hear Me From Heaven?
“More Than Sugar: A Life Measured by Numbers, Not Defined by a Diagnosis”
When people hear the word “diabetes,” most imagine sugar, needles, and maybe a relative who had to watch what they ate. But living with insulin-dependent type 2 diabetes is something much deeper than dietary restrictions or injections, it's a daily, private balancing act. It's science and intuition, discipline and forgiveness, vigilance and fatigue. It is … Continue reading “More Than Sugar: A Life Measured by Numbers, Not Defined by a Diagnosis”
“Whispers in the Shadows”
In the quiet shadows where silence weeps,Lives a tale of a heart that silently keeps,Beneath the smile, a stormy sea,Where pain dances, yet no eyes can see.Invisible threads weave through the days,Aching whispers in the soul's quiet maze,Every step, a battle fought unseen,In the wilderness where pain reigns supreme.With every breath, a fragile refrain,Of strength … Continue reading “Whispers in the Shadows”
“Silent Stand”
I walk alone on this quiet street,Where silence lingers and shadows meet.I am the one they cannot see,A stranger in a world that’s never free.They pass me by, their laughter loud,While I stand apart, beneath the crowd.I try to speak, but words fall still,A voice unheard, against my will.In the echoes of a life I … Continue reading “Silent Stand”
“Echoes in the Melody”
In the stillness of the night, I hear,A song that whispers, soft and clear.A melody that stirs the air,And takes me back to when you were there.The notes, like raindrops, fall so sweet,A rhythm where our memories meet.Lady in Red, with her grace so bold,I see your face, the love you told.Your laughter lingers in … Continue reading “Echoes in the Melody”
Living with Fog: A Journey Through the Mist
In the haze of thoughts, where whispers fade,A fog descends, a silent cascade.Mist veils the path I once knew so well,Lost in a labyrinth where memories dwell.Each day a dance with the elusive mist,Words and worlds entwined, sometimes dismissed.In the quiet corners where clarity wanes,Echoes of dreams, like distant refrains.Yet in this labyrinth, amid shadows … Continue reading Living with Fog: A Journey Through the Mist
28 Years Without You.
At just nineteen, the world was vast and wide, With dreams and hopes I could not bide, Yet on that fateful day, the sky turned gray, When you slipped away, and shadows held sway. Two decades and eight years, oh how time flies, Yet in the depths of my heart, your absence lies, A weight … Continue reading 28 Years Without You.
To my Love
In every sunrise, and in each setting sun,I see the reflection of two becoming one.Through valleys and peaks, through trials we've braved,Our love, like a lighthouse, steadfast and saved. In the depths of our souls, a connection so deep,A love that awakens even in the midst of sleep.It's a flame that burns bright, never to … Continue reading To my Love
In the Shadow of the Workhouse.
Beneath the iron gates of fate, Where hope unravels, thin and frayed, We gather meek, our shoulders bent, To pay the price our lives have lent. The air is thick with whispered cries, Of children lost, of mothers' sighs, Grey walls rise tall, like silent graves, Where dreams are buried, none are saved. We wake … Continue reading In the Shadow of the Workhouse.
Under the Knife
In sterile halls where whispers tread, A journey starts, a path ahead, With heartbeats quick and shadows cast, A moment waits, the die is cast. The gown of white, a second skin, With trembling hands, I breathe within, Anxious thoughts like fireflies dance, In twilight’s grip, I take my chance. The surgeon’s hands, both firm … Continue reading Under the Knife
“The Puddle Drowning Dilemma”
As the clouds roll in heavy and the rain starts to fall, I step out my door, but I’m fearing it all. Those puddles look harmless, just tiny and round, But deep down inside, I’m afraid I’ll be drowned! With each little splash, my imagination takes flight, What if I slip and am lost out … Continue reading “The Puddle Drowning Dilemma”
The Spirit of Our Beloved Malamute Puppy, Obito.
As I sit here, watching the morning sky weep with pouring rain, each droplet tracing rivulets down the windowpane and pooling in the garden below, I find myself reflecting on the beautiful journey we’ve embarked upon with Obito, our five-month-old Malamute puppy. He’s a whirlwind of energy, joy, and love, a clumsy, adorable furball who … Continue reading The Spirit of Our Beloved Malamute Puppy, Obito.
Lessons of Grace and Growth: A Reflection on the Year Past.
As I sit here, the echoes of the past year linger in my heart. The turning of the calendar feels less like a clean slate and more like a continuation of the story, a chance to pause and make sense of the chapters already written.This past year has been one of the most challenging and … Continue reading Lessons of Grace and Growth: A Reflection on the Year Past.
The First of January.
A dawn awakes with softest glow,A brand-new year begins to show.The air is crisp, the world is still,A quiet promise, time to fill.The wind sweeps through each blade and tree,A canvas blank with destiny.The sun ascends, a golden hue,Whispering dreams, both bold and true.Yesterday's weight, now swept away,Replaced with hope, this tender day.The clock has … Continue reading The First of January.
“Reflections and Resolutions: Embracing the New Year.”
As the final days of December slip away, I find myself in a familiar place of reflection and anticipation. Goodbye, 2024. You were quite the whirlwind, weren’t you? And hello, 2025. You stand before me like a blank canvas, full of promise and potential.This year has been one of growth and challenges. There were moments … Continue reading “Reflections and Resolutions: Embracing the New Year.”
“Echoes of Celebration: A Victorian New Year’s Eve”
As the last vestiges of daylight slipped away on New Year’s Eve in the Victorian era, the air buzzed with anticipation. The streets, cloaked in a shroud of winter chill, were illuminated by the warm glow of gas lamps, casting flickering shadows that danced upon the cobblestones. For the Victorians, this night was more than … Continue reading “Echoes of Celebration: A Victorian New Year’s Eve”
Though Stolen By Their Reckless Night.
Twenty-eight years, a lifetime gone, Yet grief still wakes with every dawn. A father’s smile, a voice so dear, Now echoes faint, but always near.That fateful night, the world stood still, Two hearts chose chaos, a reckless thrill. Their joyride left a trail of pain, And stole the light we’d hoped to gain. The crash, … Continue reading Though Stolen By Their Reckless Night.
The Heart At Home.
Family is a circle, a bond so deep, A sheltering embrace when the world feels steep. It's the laughter that echoes through halls at night, The whispered goodnights that make everything right. It’s the scent of breakfast on a Sunday morn, The stories retold until they are worn, The faces that glow in candlelight's gleam, … Continue reading The Heart At Home.
Just Like My Dad Loved My Mum.
In the quiet moments, when the world fades away, I think of the love that guided me each day. Like my dad loved my mum, so tender and true, I found that same magic, my heart belongs to you. With every shared laugh and the warmth of your smile, You light up my life, making … Continue reading Just Like My Dad Loved My Mum.
If You Had Been With Me
If you had been with me, dear Dad, On the day I wore that dress of ivory, You'd have smiled, so full of pride, And walked with me in the afternoon light. Your hand in mine, our hearts in sync, With every step, you'd lead the way, You’d whisper, "This is your moment, love," And … Continue reading If You Had Been With Me
“In the story of motherhood”
In the quiet of morning, when the world starts to wake, I think of the journey, the love we have made. Two grown-up miracles, my heart’s tender pride, Each moment a treasure, with you both by my side. From the first gentle coos to those wide-eyed smiles, I held you both close through the long, … Continue reading “In the story of motherhood”
“The Weight of Time”
In the quiet moments, shadows softly creep, Each tick of the clock, a promise we can’t keep. Once vibrant laughter fills the air, Now whispers of memories linger everywhere. We gather together, our hearts intertwined, In the tapestry of love, threads delicately aligned. Yet with each passing year, the colors start to fade, As cherished … Continue reading “The Weight of Time”
“Obito’s Adorable Toe Beans”
In the soft glow of morning light, A tiny pup, a heart so bright, With fur like clouds, a gentle hue, Oh, Obito, how we adore you! But it’s those toes, a sight so sweet, Little bean-shaped pillows, oh what a treat! Each one a treasure, soft and warm, Tiny wonders that bring such charm. … Continue reading “Obito’s Adorable Toe Beans”
Happy 1st Birthday Athena.
Happy 1st Birthday, Athena! 🎉🐾Today, as the sun rises on a crisp autumn morning, our hearts are filled with an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. One year ago, a bundle of energy entered our lives and changed everything. Athena, our dear husky, is celebrating her first birthday, marking a year of boundless happiness, companionship, … Continue reading Happy 1st Birthday Athena.
“Living in the Shadows: The Pain of an Invisible Illness and the Weight of Disbelief”
In a world where the evidence of suffering isn't always visible, where the scars are hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exists a silent battle that few truly understand. It's the realm of invisible illnesses, where pain and fatigue weave their insidious threads through every moment, yet go unnoticed by those around us.I know this … Continue reading “Living in the Shadows: The Pain of an Invisible Illness and the Weight of Disbelief”
“Athena and Obito: Partners in Paw-some Crime.”
Oh Obito, my fluffy new mate,Welcome to our home, it's gonna be great!I'm Athena, your husky sis,Let's chase our tails and make a mess.We'll dig up the garden and chew on some socks,But don't worry, it's all in good taste.Our humans will laugh at our antics, it’s true,But with you by my side, we'll have … Continue reading “Athena and Obito: Partners in Paw-some Crime.”
As we celebrate your mortal birth, I celebrate the joy you brought to Earth.
In realms of golden light, where dreams take flight,Your spirit dances, radiant and bright.On this sacred day, in whispers soft and low,I send my love, where angelic breezes blow.My dearest Dad, though you've soared above,Your essence lingers, wrapped in eternal love.In every glimmering star, in each gentle breeze,I feel your presence, calming, at ease.With every … Continue reading As we celebrate your mortal birth, I celebrate the joy you brought to Earth.
We Are Warriors
Living with autoimmune diseases is like navigating through a maze with no map and unpredictable twists and turns. It's a journey filled with highs and lows, victories and setbacks, but above all, it's a testament to resilience and strength.For those of us living with multiple autoimmune diseases, every day brings its own set of challenges. … Continue reading We Are Warriors
The Life Of Arthur Charles Willats 1863-1933, Part 3, Until Death Do Us Part.
In the heart of Buffalo, New York, amidst the echoes of a bustling cityscape, unfolds the captivating saga of Arthur Charles Willats, a tale not only of resilience but of a soul reborn amidst the ebb and flow of life's complexities. Part three of Arthur's life story invites us into the transformative phase that followed … Continue reading The Life Of Arthur Charles Willats 1863-1933, Part 3, Until Death Do Us Part.
Reflections On Turning 46.
As I sit here, penning down these words on the eve of my 46th birthday, I find myself enveloped in a cascade of emotions that I struggle to put into coherent sentences. You see, reaching this milestone age comes with its own set of reflections and challenges, but for me, it carries an additional weight, … Continue reading Reflections On Turning 46.
Our dear puppsie, forever home.
In a solemn journey, we bring you home,Your ashes, once vibrant, now still as stone.A vessel of memories, a symbol of love,A reminder of the bond we'll forever hold above.With tender hands, we cradle your remains,Feeling the weight of loss, the ache of pains.But in this act of bringing you near,We find solace in knowing … Continue reading Our dear puppsie, forever home.
In the grasp of winter’s icy hand
In the grasp of winter's icy hand,A tale unfolds, both harsh and grand.A soul, with Raynaud's fierce embrace,Navigates a world, a frigid space.Fingers tinged in hues of blue,A dance of frostbite, a chilling view.Raynaud's, a relentless foe,Yet within this struggle, strength does grow.In the quiet of the coldest night,A warrior battles with all their might.Vessels … Continue reading In the grasp of winter’s icy hand
Rest In Peace, Doreen June Townsend Nee Willats 1930 – 2023
In the gentle folds of time's embrace,A cherished soul now finds its resting place.Gone from our sight, yet forever in our hearts,Our Mother, our Nan, a beacon, from which love won't depart.Her song danced like petals in the breeze,Kindness flowed, a river through the trees.In every moment, her warmth did reside,A gentle spirit, a constant, … Continue reading Rest In Peace, Doreen June Townsend Nee Willats 1930 – 2023
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas, a comical sight,Elves wrapping gifts in a merry delight.Santa practiced yoga to fit down the flue,While Rudolph tried salsa, antlers askew.The snowmen were sculpting a snowball brigade,Competing to see who'd roll the best grade.The gingerbread men ran off with the cake,Leaving frosting footprints, a sugary wake.The tree in the corner, … Continue reading Twas the night before Christmas
Run Free.
In the vast expanse where memories roam. Your spirit dances, finding its home.Amidst the ache of a love profound,Your absence echoes, an echoing sound.Oh, how our hearts in pieces lies,Amidst the tears, amidst the cries.The devastation of a bond so true,Lost in the void of saying adieu.Run free, dear friend, beyond this pain,Where skies are … Continue reading Run Free.
Dear Zypher.
My Darling Zypher. You were the heartbeat of my days, the warmth in my soul, and the unwavering light that brightened every moment. My heart swells with an abundance of love and gratitude for having you by my side. From the very first time our eyes met, a bond was forged that transcends words. Your … Continue reading Dear Zypher.
The Life Of Francis Montague Allen Willats, 1857-1920 – Until Death Do Us Part.
In the hallowed pages of history, there are chapters that demand to be revisited, stories that beckon us back for another glimpse into a life lived with purpose and heart. As we turn the page to Part 2 of "The Life of Francis Montague Allen Willats, 1857-1920 - Until Death Do Us Part," we step … Continue reading The Life Of Francis Montague Allen Willats, 1857-1920 – Until Death Do Us Part.
A love that’s boundless, steadfast and sure.
A love that's boundless, steadfast and sure. Our Mum, a beacon, unwavering light, Guiding us through both day and night. Her strength, a fortress, resilient and strong, In her embrace, we always belong. Through trials and triumphs, she stands tall, A pillar of love, through it all. With tender care and a heart so kind, … Continue reading A love that’s boundless, steadfast and sure.
To My One And Only Love
Bound by a love, no words have ever expressed.You are my soulmate, my heart's truest song,Together, we've danced, and grown ever strong. In every sunrise, and in each setting sun,I see the reflection of two becoming one.Through valleys and peaks, through trials we've braved,Our love, like a lighthouse, steadfast and saved. In the depths of … Continue reading To My One And Only Love
Dancing Letters, The Gift Of Unique Perception.
In a world that often celebrates uniformity, there exists a beautiful mosaic of minds, each with its own distinct way of perceiving and interpreting the world. Among these unique perspectives lies dyslexia, a neurological variation that gifts individuals with a truly special lens through which they experience life. For those of us living with dyslexia, … Continue reading Dancing Letters, The Gift Of Unique Perception.
Embracing The Shadows, Navigating Anxiety, Depression, And Loneliness
It's been a while since I wrote anything personal and heartfelt, other than writing about my deeply respective ancestors lives. Today, I'm going to step outside my norm as I need to talk about something that has been a constant unwanted companion in my life: anxiety. It's a word that carries a weight, an invisible … Continue reading Embracing The Shadows, Navigating Anxiety, Depression, And Loneliness
Unveiling Paradise – Porto Timoni Beach, Corfu.
Nestled amidst the turquoise waters of the Ionian Sea lies a hidden gem that captivates the hearts of all who stumble upon its shores. Porto Timoni Beach, a picturesque haven tucked away on the enchanting island of Corfu. Far from the beaten path, this secluded paradise invites adventurous souls to explore its pristine beauty, immersing … Continue reading Unveiling Paradise – Porto Timoni Beach, Corfu.
Chapter 10 – October 2022
As we close one chapter, the pen is gradually inking up, preparing itself to write the next.” ©️ Mie Hansson. As the vibrant trees of autumn shed their fiery leaves, twisting, turning and dancing on the chilly autumnal breeze 🍂 unburdening the heaviness of their branches, welcoming in new life, new beginnings and a calming wintery light, as … Continue reading Chapter 10 – October 2022
Chapter 9 – September 2022 – The Month Everything Changed.
“There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end as if summer was holding its breath, and when it let it out again, it would be autumn.” ―Sharyn McCrumb Just like the changing seasons, … Continue reading Chapter 9 – September 2022 – The Month Everything Changed.
Chapter Eight – August 2022
Just over a month ago, all of August still stretched before us, long sunny days, filled with bewitching colours and the reassuring feeling of freedom. The sky has been a constant sun filled blue, with the hint of a occasional wispy cloud. The heat and muggyness tethering on uncomfortable. Dahlias flung open huge blossoms, as the … Continue reading Chapter Eight – August 2022
Chapter Seven – July 2022
"That beautiful season the Summer! Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; And the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood."- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow When July arrives so has summer, the dandelions and buttercups gild the lawn as the buzzing bee flutters among the clover tops, gathering pollen to carry … Continue reading Chapter Seven – July 2022
Chapter Six – June 2022
It is the month of June, The month of leaves and roses, When pleasant sights salute the eyes and pleasant scents the noses. ”Nathaniel Parker Willis Gone are the cold days and chilly nights that bound us to our bed and the comfy blankets that warm our freezing bodies. Daybreak Sunlight steams through the windows waking the summer … Continue reading Chapter Six – June 2022
Chapter Five, May 2022
Every single life is different, not one the same as the other. Every crossroads is not only a decision but also a destination. How simple it is to take the wrong turning, altering your destiny one step at a time. Some may believe that no matter the journey, the destination of your life has been … Continue reading Chapter Five, May 2022
Chapter 4 – April 2022
Spring gives the world a makeover. And it’s the perfect time to do the same for yourself. Refresh your mind with gratitude, kindness, motivation, and love. Fill your heart and home with the love of family. Strive forward and rejoice in the light that surrounds you, open your soul and let that light, fill your entire … Continue reading Chapter 4 – April 2022
Chapter 3 – March 2022
The one thing that you have that nobody else has is you. Your voice, your mind, your story, your vision. So write and draw and build and play and dance and live as only you can. Neil Gaiman I’ve had to remind myself of this, constantly over the last few weeks. It’s been one of … Continue reading Chapter 3 – March 2022
The Life of, John Williams, 1816-1869.
“We all grow up with the weight of history on us. Our ancestors dwell in the attics of our brains as they do in the spiraling chains of knowledge hidden in every cell of our bodies.” Shirley Abbott. I never knew how a name written upon a family tree, could consume my every waking moment, … Continue reading The Life of, John Williams, 1816-1869.
Chapter 2 – February 2022
In this life we will never truly be apart, for we grew to the same beat of our mother's heart. My twin sister and I grew up speaking our own private language, only we could understand. We fooled teachers into believing we were the other, and rejoiced in the satisfaction. But as we grow we … Continue reading Chapter 2 – February 2022
Chapter 1 – January 2022
Winter has always been my favourite season. Though grey and dull, it’s own special light illuminates the world unlike any other season. From The purity of the shimmering frost, to the mesmerising flicker of the blue flame dancing in the fire grate, these magical elements somehow turns the dreariness of winter into the feeling of … Continue reading Chapter 1 – January 2022
The End of the Chapter – Round Up – December 2021
A New Year. A fresh start. A new chapter in life waiting to be written. New questions to be asked, embraced, and loved. Answers to be discovered and then lived in this transformative year of delight and self-discovery. Today carve out a quiet interlude for yourself in which to dream, pen in hand. Only dreams … Continue reading The End of the Chapter – Round Up – December 2021
2022, the year that light and love wins.
Each New Year, we have before us a brand new book containing 365 pages. Blank pages to fill with our words, our own thoughts, our dreams, our hopes, our achievements even our mistakes, because if we are making mistakes, we are trying new things, learning, living, pushing ourselves, changing ourselves, changing your world. We are … Continue reading 2022, the year that light and love wins.
Round Up, Round Up – November 2021
Cold and beautiful December, I welcome you. With frosty mornings, bright, crisp days and the promise of powdery snow, it's easy to see how we can get lost in the magic of the season. 🎄From the twinkling lights, the scent of pine trees, the tingles of delight as carols relight the memories of Christmas past, the mouthwatering aroma … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – November 2021
Round Up, Round Up, September 2021
September though incredibly busy was kind, it’s days full of warmth and sunshine. It’s like it somehow knew we all needed an extra ray of sunshine to brighten our spirits as the chaos of the world spins out of control. It’s been an extremely hard few years for so many, full of desperation, fear, depression and … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up, September 2021
Round Up, Round Up – July 2021
Back in January 1999, we were gifted the overwhelming love and joy of our first baby boy, Connor. He was a shock to say the least, an absolute amazing shock, but a shock nonetheless. After being told at the age 15/16 that I would never carry a full term pregnancy, that’s if I was lucky … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – July 2021
Round Up, Round Up – June 2021
It’s seems like a day and an age since I last sat down to write. I must apologise to you. I’m not going to sit here and make up excuse after excuse, but I will say that life has been rather stressful. Life has taken a back seat while I try to get my head … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – June 2021
Round Up, Round Up – May 2021
The month of May is the pleasant time; its face is beautiful; the blackbird sings his full song, the living wood is his holding, the cuckoos are singing and ever singing; there is a welcome before the brightness of the summer.” Lady Gregory I’m not sure I can remember a May like it. The days … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – May 2021
Round Up, April 2021
It’s been a while I’m sorry. I’ve been in a funk. My brain has been going a million miles an hour consumed with pointless thoughts of self dealt, loneliness and anxiety. After nearly a year at home, with my family around me, they were suddenly gone. Silence echoed around these four walls we call home. … Continue reading Round Up, April 2021
Without words, everything is a blank slate!
Well, we have made it! What a year this has been! Living through the worst pandemic since nineteen eighteen! Its anyones guess as to what twenty twentyone will bring Thankfully for tonight though, we don’t have to sing!! We know a great deal of time and effort has been put into today, So you both … Continue reading Without words, everything is a blank slate!
Round Up, Round Up – February 2021
February, the month of my birth, the month I grow a year older. 😖 I’ve never really been one for celebrating, I don’t like the attention to be on me, I would rather be in the background in my safety bubble, where no one notices me. The last few years Hubby and I have celebrated by … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – February 2021
Round Up, January 2021
Winter is the time for comfort,for good food and warmth,for the touch of a friendly handand for a talk beside the fire,it is the time for home. Edith Sitwell quote, has never been more true, with people spending more time at home than ever before. As the walls close in around us and the January blues … Continue reading Round Up, January 2021
Round Up, Round Up, December 2020
Welcome 2021 and Happy New Year to you all. The start of a new year holds so many possibilities. Will it be the year that all our dreams come true, the year we take control of the global pandemic and take our freedom back. Will it be the year, you fall in love? Or pack … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up, December 2020
Round Up, Round Up – November 2020
Christmas gift suggestions -To your enemy, forgiveness.To an opponent, tolerance.To a friend, your heart.To a customer, service.To all, charity.To every child, a good example.To yourself, respect. (Oren Arnold) Frost covered mornings, roaring fires, shimmering trees and houses alight with twinkly light, it’s beginning to feel like Christmas. Is it just me, didn’t November seem long, it dragged and … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – November 2020
Round Up, Round Up _ September 2020
Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter. (Carol Bishop Hipps) As I sit here gazing out my window at the changing leaves 🍁 my soul aches at how the world has changed throughout the year 2020. Who would have thought that we would spend most of the year locked … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up _ September 2020
Round Up, Round Up – July 2020
August, the month of sun kissed apples and falling stars. Ripening grain in the fields, the scent of tree-ripened fruits, and hot buttered corn on the cob straight from the fields. Vivid dahlias fling huge tousled blossoms beautifying gardens, while the mouthwatering smell of bbq’s and the delightful squeals of children playing as they make … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – July 2020
House To Home – Garden Makeover – Phase One
Let’s start at the very beginning, back in April 2014 we moved into our new house. We were excited especially as my hubby Mark was moving back to his roots and would be close to his family. It would be the first time living near them since buying our first home when we were spring … Continue reading House To Home – Garden Makeover – Phase One
Round Up, Round Up – June 2020
Where did that month go, seriously I can’t believe that we are in July already. So what did I achieve in June 2020? Not much if I’m honest. Life is a little hard work at the moment and I’m struggling to feel motivation in anything. I can’t quite work out how I feel let alone … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – June 2020
House to home, Box Room Makeover
I can’t believe it’s been nearly a year since me and my boy tackled their bedrooms. Both were in a sorry state and desperately needed a little tlc, well actually a lot of tlc. Mark was heading to Germany for his yearly trip to Hockenheim drag strip, to crew for my brother in law Smithy. … Continue reading House to home, Box Room Makeover
House to Home – Boot-room aka utility-room.
When we moved into Number 15, our utility room/boot room, was beyond ugly. No matter how much I scubbed it, it never looked clean. It was a real sorry state of affairs and an all round embarrassment. It’s the first room family and friends see as the enter our home, so I really wanted this … Continue reading House to Home – Boot-room aka utility-room.
Round Up – April 2020
April, the month nothing changed but everything changed. The world is mainly still in lockdown. In truth Lockdown hasn’t really been much different for me, I’m at home 24/7, just venturing out one day a week to see my lovely Mum and Auntie Jan, how I miss them.😭 The only thing I can say I’m … Continue reading Round Up – April 2020
Round Up, March 2020
March 2020 has changed the world forever and that is just damn right scary. Everyone’s future is unsure right now. We are all thinking the same questions. Will I get sick? Will I survive but more importantly will my nearest and dearest survive? Will I still have a job to go back to? How am … Continue reading Round Up, March 2020
The worlds gone crazy!
I’ve heard or read so many comments like, “Well they are old or sick!” in the last few weeks, it’s kinda disturbing to be honest. What we forget is that those so called old people fought for our freedom, they lived through years of rationing, nights even days in air raid shelters. The rebuilt our … Continue reading The worlds gone crazy!
“Once in a while, love gives us a fairytale.”
Every girl dreams of the perfect wedding, the beautiful venue and a dress that makes them not only look jaw dropping beautiful but makes you feel it to. When I married my childhood sweetheart nearly 21 years ago, I had the same dreams. Little was I to know that our dream wedding wouldn’t not live … Continue reading “Once in a while, love gives us a fairytale.”
Round Up, Round Up – January 2020
Who else agrees that January was long, really blooming long? I’m pretty glad to see the back of it even though lots of special memories were made, from our eldest Sons 21, where his dream came true, to a special day out with my Mum, Auntie Jan and our youngest Son Calum. I’ll tell you … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – January 2020
Dreams really do come true.
Our Son Connor, turned 21 the weekend before last. We as a family wanted to give him something a little extra special, some thing that he could treasure for the rest of his life. But what could we get him, that wouldn't get lost over time? Connor has always shown great passion for animals, especially, … Continue reading Dreams really do come true.
Round Up, Round Up – December 2019
As we head into not only a new year but a new decade I hope that it will be everything we dream of. December is always such a strange month for me emotionally, it’s full of hope, Christmas spirit, sadness and longing. Last month I wrote about what Christmas means to me and why I … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – December 2019
We will be
Christmas day is nearly here, the tree shimmers in the background, nearly as bright as the excitement on our children's faces. As Snow falls outside my window, the world transforms into a magical place, where dreams just may come true. Even though Christmas joy fills our hearts, a sad tear trickles down my cheek for … Continue reading We will be
Round Up, Round Up – November 2019
"November comes And November goes, With the last red berries And the first white snows. With night coming early, And dawn coming late, And ice in the bucket And frost by the gate. The fires burn And the kettles sing, And earth sinks to rest Until next spring." - Elizabeth Coatsworth … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – November 2019
Carving Out Some Fun
Sometimes you have to step out of you comfort zone and try something new. After seeing pumpkin photos take over Instagram for the last month or so, I wanted to try and make my own. Of course my first thought was to crochet some, I had seen so many patterns posted over social media but … Continue reading Carving Out Some Fun
Glamping at Oak Apple Lodge.
They say, there is nothing better than sleeping in your own bed. I beg to differ! There is no bed better to sleep in than at, Oak Apple Lodge. We just spent a night away glamping for my hubby Marks birthday. As our camper Phillippe isn’t in any fit state to go on adventures. We … Continue reading Glamping at Oak Apple Lodge.
Round Up, Round Up – October 2019
I can’t believe we are in November already, that Christmas advertising is everywhere. October has been full on, and pretty exciting. We brought a camper van, whoop, whoop. His name is Phillippe .🚍 He’s a peugeot boxer classique and needs a little tlc. You can read all about him here. Restoration has started, all windows … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – October 2019
This Day, The 21st October
The 21st of October is a date that sticks in my mind more than most, it’s a day that always fills my heart with sadness, fills my eyes with tears but also brings happiness, gratitude and joy to my heart. Today’s date holds some of the most beautiful memories but also some of the saddest. … Continue reading This Day, The 21st October
House To Home
Four years ago we viewed our house, in a sleepy helmet on the border of Hampshire and Wiltshire, for the very first time and OMG it looked like a bomb had hit with full force. It was disgustingly dirty and needed lots and lots of work, to make it anything near the level we were … Continue reading House To Home
Round Up, Round Up – September 2019
Rain hangs about the place, like a friendly ghost. If it's not coming down in delicate droplets, then it's in buckets and if neither, it tends to lurk suspiciously in the atmosphere. It seems like it has rained forever, leaving no evidence of summer just wet soggy leaves and dog paw prints on every floor.🍁 … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – September 2019
Changes
As my baby boy Calum, headed out the door for his first day at college studying all the ologys, my heart couldn’t be more proud. While he takes the next stage of his life with passion and determination, it’s made me look at my life and focus and made me realise I’m failing badly. So … Continue reading Changes
Round Up, Round Up – August 2019
August, the summer of Sundays. Sunbeams dancing over our sun kissed skin, the glorious smell of bbq’s, care free days, lovely warm evenings. And with one turn of a page on our calendars, it’s over. As we all desperately try to hold onto summer, the evenings drunken, the morning dew twinkles as the late morning … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – August 2019
Round Up, Round Up – July 2019
This time last month I was sat in the glorious sunshine by the pool in beautiful Cyprus. I can’t even begin to tell you how amazing our week spent there was and how magical it was to spend a week just chilling with my favourite people in the whole world. We ate way to much, … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – July 2019
Staring Back At Me.
When you look at yourself, what do you see? Do you love the person staring back at you in the mirror? Or do you loathe the reflection staring back at you? I know my reflection needs a good old slap for all my flaws, self loathing and frustrating ways. I’m far from perfect, I’m short, … Continue reading Staring Back At Me.
Round Up, Round Up – May 2019
May has been hard, it’s thrown every emotion possible at us. It’s GCSE’s and boy the pressure the children are under is horrendous. They have so many exams, too many, even our family doctor was saying how wrong it is and that the pressure the children are under is ridiculous, that there are too many … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – May 2019
Doreen June Willats – Part 2 – Growing
Welcome back to the life of my maternal Grandmother, Doreen June Willats. Today we visit the second part of the series, the school years but if you missed the first part, you can find it here. Let’s get straight to it, shall we. Do you remember any holidays or special outings from your younger years? … Continue reading Doreen June Willats – Part 2 – Growing
Round Up, Round Up – April 2019
Bittersweet April always brings the horrific memories of my Dad’s death to the forefront of our minds, we relive the horror and the heartbreak over and over again. Tears are shed and the what ifs only grow as the years without him spiral out of control. It seems only yesterday we were sat day in, … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – April 2019
Passion
Most of us dream that our passion will one day become our jobs, that we can spend our days doing what we love, be it carpentry, quilting, crochet, knitting, photography, fishing, gaming, racing, running, etc, etc. How wonderful that would be. I once had this overwhelming passion for photography, I saw photos everywhere and in … Continue reading Passion
Round Up, Round Up – February 2019
February has been very much like the weather, it’s teased with signs of spring, the blossoming of snowdrops and the smile of daffodil, while the reality of winter festers deep within our bones, it’s cruel, ice-cold winds continue to blow up around us. It’s been pure delight to feel the sun upon our faces as … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – February 2019
Round Up, Round Up – December 2018
Christmas is forever, not for just one day, for loving, sharing, giving, are not to put away like bells and lights and tinsel, in some box upon a shelf. The good you do for others is good you do yourself. (Norman W Brooks) Christmas is more than presents, good food and too much alcohol, it’s … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – December 2018
Round Up, Round Up – November 2018
November has been a month of change. Unfortunately I was diagnosed with, type two diabetes and after a long wait I managed to see my diabetic nurse. She basically told I need to change my lifestyle. Diabetes is one scary mofo, I knew it was dangerous through my beauty therapy training, but never really understood … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – November 2018
Round Up, Round Up – June 2018
It’s been a bittersweet month. The holiday blues took hold, the stresses of life came crashing back after a week of feeling free, freedom of the mind and freedom of the body. I was totally and utterly shocked at how well I felt on our little holiday in Spain, while the sun warmed my blood … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – June 2018
Love Entwined
The road leading to a goal, does not separate you, from the destination, it is essentially a part of it. I’m starting out upon a new venture, a road of the unknown, a road of possibilities, a road which with time, love and determination will hopefully allow us to carry out our dream, our goal. … Continue reading Love Entwined
Round Up, Round Up – May 2018
May, I blinked and it was gone. It really has flown by and I achieved absolutely nothing, in both the land of crochet and family research but in truth the break has been really nice especially as I have lost my crojo. Research wise, I guess all I’ve done is fill in some blanks while … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – May 2018
Round Up, Round Up – April 2018
April has been a funny old month, and in honesty it’s the hardest month of the year for me with the anniversary of my dads death. The horrors always return, nightmares flood my dreams and my heart lays heavier than normal. He is never far from my thoughts but April always seems so much worse. … Continue reading Round Up, Round Up – April 2018
As we’ve grown.
I’m not as slim, my face isn’t line free, my tummy is unsightly, my muscle tone is definitely not what it use to be, I ache where I never knew it was possible, my energy levels have near on disintegrated and I stress, worry and think way more than I should and to top that … Continue reading As we’ve grown.
Though our bodies may not be as young
Though our bodies may not be as young as they used to be, there are some things that are far more important than gray hair or a flat stomach. Things seen, lessons learned, wisdom gained, friendships made or lost, the love of a growing family tree, evolving perspectives, these are but a few blessings of … Continue reading Though our bodies may not be as young
Intwined 