who am i?


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. Somehow, thanks to my husband’s obsession with running, I have also, accidentally, become something of a running groupie and can often be found on the sidelines at races, shivering and clutching a camera. I have a curious mind, an inability to pass an untried footpath and a knack for getting lost. Most of my walks are in Hampshire, where I live, but I’m not averse to a bit of tourism from time to time.  No matter how bad it gets there are always little things to make me smile.


26 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.

  5. Hi Marie this may be a long shot but do you recall looking for a Joseph Read during your treks around southampton
    Cheers Dave

  6. Hi Marie
    I want to tell you how much I enjoy your blog. I first discovered it when looking online for some history behind a little area I had come across while visiting my partner in Southampton about three years ago, think it was Blechynden Terrace and was intrigued to find that I recognised several of the walks you had written about from my own wanderings, especially while I am geocaching. I have since moved to Southampton and quite often I will be walking somewhere and my head is full of snippets of history and trivia gleaned from reading each blog over the years. I have also been fascinated by your own memories of growing up locally and your family stories and like the way they are interspersed with more current ramblings, both literal and metaphorical.
    Thank you for the insight into my new hometown, and the photos that beautifully illustrate the area and your writing.

    1. Thank you so much for your lovely comment. It’s so nice to know someone is reading and enjoying my writing and maybe finding out a few interesting facts. I’m not really sure why I feel so compelled to write and sometimes I wonder if it is all a waste of time that might better be spent walking or knitting. Comments like yours make me realise it is worthwhile. I hope you enjoy exploring your new home as much as I have enjoyed walking these streets and footpaths over the years. The geocaching is always something I’ve been intrigued by because I love a treasure hunt. I probably should look into it further.

      1. Hi Marie,
        I miss reading your blog very much and really hope too that you are well and have just given up the writing voluntarily although that would be sad for your readers. Maybe you have opened a new one in which case could you point me in the right direction?
        Wishing you well,

        1. Hi Helen. I have been researching and writing a book about my grandfather during WW1. It has taken up so much of my time I have neglected the blog. Plus there has not been as much walking as I’d have liked during lockdown. All the interesting places are full of idiots at the moment. I promise I will try to get back to it soon and will post more about the book as and when it takes shape. Glad to know someone missed me

  7. I have just subscribed to our blog having just read your pieces on the titanic. Brilliant. My paternal family are all from Northam originally and several offshoots of the family lived in both broadlands road and Kent road and I was brought up in Bevois town.

    1. I’m so glad you enjoyed my Titanic pieces. I still have a lot of crew houses to find but I’ve been training for the Clarendon Marathon so have had to put the project on hold. Hopefully I will e working on the Northam crew next,

  8. Hello I don’t remember how I got to your blog but I’m happy I found it. I’m now looking for the posting you wrote about walking behind Southampton airport. That walk was one of my favorites
    I was just a kid back then and the path was well used. The old farmhouse was still standing or leaning back then. I heard it was Tudor,but I don’t know for sure. My grandmother was friends with the couple at Chickenhall Farm. I was fascinated with that place.Never got to see inside but I remember the stables still had horse tack hanging on the walls. Last time I was there it was all gone
    Thinking about it and the days of way back then saddens me. I am feeling very homesick tonight. I grew up in Bishopstoke before it was made modern an ugly. I can’t bring my self to visit it again. I loved the water medow’s and walked there many many times. I too was chased by a cow ,my friend Norma was with me that time and she laughed so much that she wet herself.The last time I was there the pathway was fenced and I couldn’t take my daughter into the medow to see the Marsh Marigolds. My grandmother had me help her pick cowslips in those medows and she would make wine with them. Anyway I must stop rambling on. Nanny is long gone and I’m 71.I’ll never forget the long walks with my collie and fox terrier ,they walked with me many miles even right up to Winchester a few times.We took a bus ride back home. My little mutt dogs are waiting for their bedtime snack then a walk up the wooden hill.
    good night from Jackie in California.

  9. I was fascinated by your Titanic material, from Bitterne Park. It is excellent. I am born and bred BP, and know so many of the houses, from walking to and from school, and friends’ houses. I’d love to use some of your information, in some work I am doing, on Bitterne Park history, if that is OK?

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