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Growing Up

In the excellent miniseries, Big Little Lies, there’s a scene where Reese Witherspoon’s character is talking to her teenage daughter. She says (and I may be paraphrasing slightly) ‘they don’t tell you, but you lose your children. The little girl whose hair I used to braid is gone.’ This line, and the way she deliversContinue reading “Growing Up”

A Nice Day For A Walk

I haven’t walked to work along the canal for the past couple of weeks. Early starts and unusual weather have meant I’ve not been able to do so. But this past Friday I managed to get myself organised and headed down the hill, backpack on, looking forward to the walk. It takes me just overContinue reading “A Nice Day For A Walk”

Wednesday Wander… On A Thursday – Morocco

I know, I know, yesterday was Wednesday. But the snot monster who has returned to lodge in my head and chest forgot to remind me, and so here we are, Thursday, and no Wednesday Wander written. So, as I’ve still not managed to dislodge the beast, I’m going to wander somewhere warm. I’ve wandered thereContinue reading “Wednesday Wander… On A Thursday – Morocco”

A Weekend Jaunt

If you follow me on Instagram, you’ll probably know that I spent this past weekend in Paris. A quick trip, leaving London early Saturday morning and arriving back (late) last night, I went with a close friend from Australia who arrived in England on Friday. And it was wonderful. Paris is one of my favouriteContinue reading “A Weekend Jaunt”

Wednesday Wander – Roses in Morocco

Over the past few weeks I’ve been doing ‘Wordless Wednesday’, where I posted a photo each Wednesday with no accompanying copy. However, ‘wordless’ just isn’t me, so I decided to come up with my own way to describe my images. I’ve settled on ‘Wander Wednesday,’ as most of the photos I take are while I’mContinue reading “Wednesday Wander – Roses in Morocco”

Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge – Day 3 – Joy

The joy of being three years old. Of dancing in a rose garden, scattering petals from small hands. An Angelina Ballerina dress that won’t zip up but that you’re determined to wear anyway, pink tulle skirts fluttering in the breeze from the nearby bay. Of love and warmth and security, the freedom to discover andContinue reading “Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge – Day 3 – Joy”