It’s been a Dry January

As you read this I will be patting myself on the back for having resisted the lure of an alcoholic drink for the entire month of January. I have often considered joining the masses who,full of good intentions, embark upon the #dryjanuary challenge, and have even...

Honesty

I feel so full of questions about my life, battling a sense of being trapped by not just my circumstances but  by my own intentions and plans. It’s a feeling I’m very familiar with but it never gets more comfortable, in fact I think the discomfort increases as the...

Navigating life

M and I had a funny conversation about directions recently after I drove his car and changed the view of his GPS to show ‘direction of travel’ as opposed to ‘north up’. It pretty much epitomises our differing takes on life really – M being much more inclined to...

Tales from the milking parlour

I have always been fond of cows. One of my earliest memories is of standing on the five bar gate that hung between the end of my parents’ Somerset garden and the bordering field. I recall my elder sister by my side as together we watched Charlie the cow man tending...

Navel Gazing

The last few weeks have found me feeling restless. A combination of longing to escape the grey, damp days, frustration at the slow progress of the barn and that innate feeling of wanting to run away for some adventure. Just the mention from Mr D of colleagues on...

A sad goodbye

On 28th December we finally had to say goodbye to our beloved dog Betty. We rescued her five and a half years ago from Animaux en Péril in Braine l’Alleud in Belgium when her estimated age was 10-12 years. She was in a sorry state when we first met her, with an...