Goodbye 2020. Hello 2021. Well, it’s that time of year again. Every January, I like to take a look in my rear-view mirror and reflect on the last 12-months, and crikey – what a year it’s been. I, like many others, thought that COVID-19…
Follow my blog with Bloglovin I’ve not written anything for over a month. When COVID-19 kicked off and lockdown first started, I found writing to be therapeutic. Despite the less than ideal circumstances, lockdown was novel. I’d been given the gift of time and…
Follow my blog with Bloglovin Walking The Rothay Circuit was first published in August 2014, and updated in May 2020. The Rothay Circuit is one of my favourite walks in the Lake District, and as it’s National Walking Month, I wanted to give it…
Follow my blog with Bloglovin Last week I wrote a blog post called Adjusting to Life at Home. Having experience of working part-time and also 7-years of being self-employed, I know a thing or two about being at home and getting organised. Creating a…
At the end of May I turned 40. As I sit here writing this, I can’t quite make the link between that number and the fact that I am indeed, now 40. I don’t feel 40, but then what exactly does being 40 feel…
So, here we are. Another year has been and gone and I can’t believe only a couple of weeks ago I was saying good riddance to 2017. So much happened during the last 12 months, and I was happy to hold a middle finger…
I’m a little bit behind with some of my posts at the moment. Unfortunately, I have the attention span of a goldfish which means I get easily distracted by shiny objects. Luckily, I have Lightroom to jog my memory about the places I’ve visited!…
If you’re a regular reader, you’ll know that in November 2016 I moved into a 1950s bungalow that needed completely renovating. It was the perfect project Ian and I had been looking for – or so we thought. We’d always wanted to renovate a…
Walking up the windy road of Skelghyll Lane I snuggled down into my scarf, then zipped up my coat as far as it would go. I pulled my gloves over my fingers and then immediately reached into my pockets to find my mittens. Ian…
