We’d arrived in France the previous day (I’d written six and a half pages while travelling - and ) with the purpose of Mum doing a short French course, and I was going along due to being my adventurous self, and because a short cookery course had also been mentioned, rather than doing the language … Continue reading Memories of some French culinary culture – part 1

Proof that the signage was never just a suggestion - this lane was definitely living up to its name! It got really really watery that afternoon (but at least the puddle shows a bit of blue sky was around). A very sweet old log (clearly shaped by nature with a lot of love). I was … Continue reading My favourites from March

I'd been conscious since 6.15am, and following breakfast consumption, I'd completed my packing (trying to be methodical and tick things off my list so I don't forget what I've put in my bag), and forgotten what else I did before getting in the car at 11.25am – when the car thought it was 8°C, the … Continue reading A sickening excursion to Chester…

This morning, I forgot what I did before wrestling my jeans on and deciding what socks to wear; but after serving Mum a birthday breakfast in bed, opera music then came out of Mum’s tablet – brought downstairs with her, and Google Assistant identified it as a song called ‘When I, good friends, was called … Continue reading Celebrating a Soggy Spring Birthday

A couple of little creations that caught my eye while out and about (with very creative hairstyles!) A gruesome bear - known as the Bear and Ragged Staff - at a local museum (he or she has been there since 1932 - and gets an occasional shampoo) A short walk that involved a heck of … Continue reading February’s top 10

Once again, it took me an hour to extract myself from my nice warm duvet (we've had a few very very cold snaps here recently); the sun rose at 7.24am; I had my thermals on and the sun was thawing the thin layer of frost outside, and I forgot when I got cooking; breakfast was … Continue reading Cold Morning Adventures

Wikipedia's explanation of Burns Night - its a very very old tradition, originating in Scotland, done as a celebration of the life and poetry of the poet Robert Burns (25 January 1759 – 21 July 1796), the author of many Scots poems. I’d been dozing in my chair for quite a lot of the afternoon … Continue reading Celebrating Burns Night: A Scottish Tradition

After a two and a half hour drive, a huge ‘John Smiths Todcaster Brewery, and signs for ‘Xscape’ – which seemed to be an indoor ski slope, came before a large ‘Welcome to York’ sign at 12.51pm; and once in the city – the Premier Inn we were booked into became visible, and we tried … Continue reading York’s Best Attractions: From Minster to Chocolate