who am i?

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I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
My shadow’s the only thing that walks beside me
My shallow heart’s the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
‘Til then I walk alone

words by Greenday from Boulevard of Broken Dreams

This is the story of my walks, my obsession with coffee, chocolate, nature and history. The moral of my tale, no matter how bad it gets there are always little things to make me smile.

Once I had a blog, fatgirlslimblog.co.uk, but it was hacked. Two years of my walks and my work were corrupted, stolen from me. This is me rising from the ashes.

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16 thoughts on “who am i?”

    1. I’m slowly working my way through the people I know of. Chances are I’m going to lose some people along the way because not everyone who reads comments.

  1. Hi, Marie! I just subscribed to your new blog, so I’m hoping to be a lot more faithful about commenting on and liking your posts now that I’ll get the email notifications when you post new ones. I really appreciate all your encouragement and advice–thanks to you, I’ve now backed up my blogs. It was EXTREMELY kind of you to try to keep others from sharing your painful experience with the blog hack. Thanks not only for your posts, but for showing the rest of us that these nasty events in life can indeed be overcome and that renewal follows and overcomes loss.

    1. Rebecca, thanks so much for following and for your kind words. I’m glad you’ve backed up your blog and I truly hope you never have to use those back ups in anger. It’s been a difficult few months but I think I’ve learned a lot from it. The new blog may not yet have as many followers as the old but it’s been interesting going back over my old posts deciding what to keep and what to discard. It’s shown me how much my world and my priorities have changed for sure.

  2. hello there, I liked your blog about hum hole. It brought back memories of my young life in the war years. as a young boy my friends and I would often play in hum hole but we called it “The Dump” because the American army would dump all kinds of rubbish there.

    1. Thank you for reading Brian. I was a post war baby and I don’t remember any plane parts there but I’m sure they existed. From my sister’s tales and those of my parents ive no doubt a lot of stuff that would now be quite sought after was dumped in those woods. I imagine when the bypass was built they had a big clear up but I do wonder what they did with it all.

    1. It was a traumatic time. Thankfully the people at LCN helped me with the salvage job and I’m slowly resurrecting the best of the old stuff. Thanks for dropping by 🙂

  3. I’m looking forward to reading about your walks. We seem to have some things in common. I’m not much of a history buff, but walking, coffee, chocolate, and nature are definitely high on my list of “likes” — especially coffee.

    1. Around these parts the history is everywhere so it’s kind of unavoidable and I do love a mystery to solve. As for the coffee, you won’t have to read for long to find about I’m a coffee freak!

  4. Love this story Marie. How wonderful to have found Dolly’s family and that the story lived on with them as well. Fascinating! He was a humble hero you certainly can be proud of.

    On another note, I am reading and trying to comment on your posts but WordPress is giving me problems. It logs me out or doesn’t recognize me when I try to comment…

    I’m sure it is on my end but just wanted to let you know I’m here 🙂

    1. Glad to see you Martha. I get the same problem from time to time with certain blogs. I guess these glitches are sent to try us. I was so pleased to find and meet with Dolly’s daughters and find out more of Pappy’s story. It makes me happy to think two families are now remembering him.

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