Towards the end of November in this crazily craptacular COVID-19-filled year, I had a chat about fishing flies in the comments no-one reads with a fellow Postaller. More to the point, a natter about whether [more…]
In the current extremely uncertain days, I don’t know about you, but my thoughts have been regularly wandering off into ‘what if’ territory. I’ve been pondering what ‘might’ happen, what is important to me, and [more…]
The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring. In [more…]
In Part One, I explained that my husband and I travelled to Moelfre, not far from Oswestry, to see a sculptor by the name of Tony Meadows. During that visit, Tony had made an alginate [more…]
Now join your hands, and with your hands your hearts. William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part III Flashback to Sharpie Towers a few years ago, when my lovely husband and I found ourselves looking forward to a significant wedding anniversary. Our tenth to be precise. [more…]
You know what they say, ‘if you can’t stand the heat, get out of…’ So, on a sticky, sultry summer’s day we decided to do just that and headed out of the bustle of the [more…]
A little confession first. This is a bit of a cheat ‘postcard’ because, although I have visited this lovely seaside town many times, I also lived there for a blissful year or so, overlooking Cardiff [more…]
To these gloomy pandemic-filled days, I’d like to bring a little cheer. For months I have, of course, not ‘read the comments’ posted by this assortment of scoundrel and rapscallion Fraterculae. Without having viewed such [more…]
Ah the joys of British weather. There we were in Bakewell, on a bitter February day. My husband and I had gone across by bus and, when we’d left home, it had been a nice, [more…]
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