Holidays are about relaxing and a little indulgence. So far on our 2012 Moroccan adventure the heat had killed my appetite but, unfortunately, this didn’t last and there was a little overindulgence. Some of it was accidental. Continue reading sun, food and bad manners – first published 7 & 8 August 2012
9 November 2014
Sunday was about remembrance in more ways than one. It began with two minutes of silence and the Queen laying a wreath of poppies on the cenotaph in London. Of course we weren’t there, we were standing silently in the gym watching on TV and thinking of all those who gave their lives for our freedom. Continue reading Remembrance Sunday
Holidays are about relaxing, sampling the local food and culture, and seeing the sights. There was one particularly unusual sight on our Moroccan holiday in August 2012 that I don’t think I’ll ever forget. Continue reading A VISIT AND A RADIOACTIVE SEAGULL – First published 6 August 2012
5 – 8 November 2014
Slowly but surely the warmth is ebbing out of the world, well my world anyway. I guess if you live on the other side of the globe it is slowly warming up as spring creeps ever nearer. Wednesday morning was colder than I’d expected and I walked, gloveless, to work with my hands firmly in my pockets. There were no photographs unless you count one hardy flower on the way to work and a very unsuccessful attempt to capture a beautiful full moon as I left the office for my journey home. Continue reading The first frost
As we have just booked a little holiday for later in the month (more about that later) I thought this would be a good time to tell you about a rather special holiday we had in August 2012. The Mad House was behind me and an exciting new job ahead. Between the two we were off to Morocco to celebrate Commando’s big-five-o. One last burst of sun before the end of summer and a bit of relaxation after some hard months. Is there any better place to enjoy sun and relaxation than the beach at Agadir? Of course we had to get there first and there were a few moments when I didn’t think we’d make it. Continue reading leaving on a jet plane – first published 5 August 2012
4 November 2014
So there I was in Universal Boatyard surrounded by boats on dry land and lots of shipwrights looking askance at me. Uncomfortable didn’t even begin to describe it. According to my pre-walk reading I was supposed to go to the right of the boatyard but there didn’t seem to be a path to the right. I walked this way and that, trying not to look too lost or too suspicious but all I could see were dead ends and boats. Continue reading How do I get out of here?
4 November 2014
The start to my Tuesday adventure was cold and earlier than I’d have liked on my day off because it relied heavily on public transport. Still, the sky was blue. A march up the Big Hill with puffs of breath hanging white in the air warmed me up and took me to bus stop number one. The bus was on time and I found myself in Woolston with a twenty five minute wait for the next bus. The cold was making my head ache and my walking boots felt unfamiliar on my feet after months of wearing Skechers but I had the feeling I was going to need something waterproof and sturdy. Continue reading Two buses, a little pink ferry and a pair of soggy feet
From the get go Mad House had been my job nightmare. Incessant phone calls, a total lack of control over every little thing, people shouting in my ear, targets I had no hope of hitting and having to sell things I didn’t believe in to people who didn’t want them. Not a lot to like really. Because of the holiday I booked before the redundancy announcement I was leaving a week before everyone else. You’d have thought my last day would be a joyous occasion, filled with laughter. It didn’t quite turn out like that… Continue reading A day of last ever’s – first published 3 August 2012
2 November 2014
This weekend was supposed to be the Walking Is Exercise Too! November walk. There were big plans for lots of miles. When I woke to the sound of rain dashing against the window and howling wind I revised them. There is only so much water a girl can take after all. After a lot of head scratching and some googling I decided to visit two local places that complete the circle of last weekend’s walk. Continue reading Echoes, ripples and connecting circles
So October is over and it’s time to look back and tot up the miles for the month. How did I do? Did the wet and chilly weather, the hacked blog episode and extra hours at work scupper the hundred miles a month for the first time this year or did I scrape through by the skin of my teeth again? Am I still virtually in Yorkshire or have I crossed the border into Durham? Continue reading October’s coastal walking miles