SHARING MY STORIES

Here on the blog and on Instagram too

‘The Simpson Sisters’ was a name I chose very simply because it was my maiden name, I have three sisters and I thought it had a nice ring to it. In no way did I anticipate that my desire to work for myself would lead to what I now envisage; I imagine telling stories in the future of all the wonderful friendships and collaborations formed at Oak Tree Barn. I love the idea of keeping in touch with those who spend time here and following their futures, watching to see how they might have benefitted from the experience they shared with others and the things they learnt.

Procrastination or Resistance? In praise of a broken iron…

Today I have a something to write that feels really important, if I write it well it could open doors for me and shape the years ahead. So here I am writing about procrastination instead! I thought perhaps if I observed just exactly what I’m feeling and why by putting...

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Oak Tree Barn – Part One

Oak Tree Barn is a building I have known my entire life for I grew up in the tiny North Somerset village of Burrington where it was build in about 1969. With a population of 441 at the turn of the millennium and little more than a primary school, parish rooms and...

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Friends for a reason, a season or a lifetime?

I’ve been thinking recently of the old reason/season/lifetime adage in regard to relationships, or friendships in particular. Our life of many moves has seen each of us build many new relationships, making new friends and accumulating acquaintances as we go. There...

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Finding My Worth

I very often feel like a bit of an anachronism as a woman and finding my worth in a world where so much value is measured financially is a struggle. From the outside I am very aware that others may look in and see me running a successful business and wonder what my...

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Lisbon Love

Our weekend in Lisbon did not begin quite as planned. Snow resulted in the inevitable airport chaos and while I happily accept that circumstances dictate these type of events it left me wondering why it is that communication so quickly fails? A simple, friendly...

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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...

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