Walk, talk a superhuman feat and some sitting down

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13 to 16 October 2016

On our way to the Archives we spotted a pink elephant outside the Civic Centre, part of Monday’s World Mental Health Day. As it happened I’d been asked to be part of a Mental Health event organised by Itchen Spitfires’ Mental Health Ambassadors, Abigail and Vicki. The event was called Run and Talk and the idea behind it was to raise awareness about mental health issues and break down the stigma attached to them. Obviously there would be no running on my part but I’d been asked to lead a walking group for the injured and members who wanted to bring along non running family and friends.  Continue reading Walk, talk a superhuman feat and some sitting down

Fish eggs, turkey tails and a triangular tale – first published 30 November 2013

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After getting lost in the woods on my previous walk I thought I’d have a proper plan for my last November walk in 2013.  Due to a blog post I’d read I knew exactly where to go.  Alan in New Hampshire writes wonderful articles about the things he finds in the woods and he’s especially knowledgeable about fungi. His beautiful photographs of turkey tails that had me heading towards the river. Continue reading Fish eggs, turkey tails and a triangular tale – first published 30 November 2013

St Mary Street a very old new town

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28 January 2016

When I left St Mary’s Church I still had time for a leisurely stroll along St Mary Street before my next appointment. Although it’s down at heel in places, the rich history and the vibrant mixture of old buildings and interesting shops make this a good street for mooching about. A lot has changed since the Saxon town of Hamwic or Hamtun sprang up. The grid of streets with wooden buildings, are long gone, along with the blacksmiths, carpenters, thatchers, leather workers and potters who once plied their trade there. Continue reading St Mary Street a very old new town

Orange, pink, blue, a splash of yellow and a dash of red and white

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8 to 11 April 2015

My second week of early shift started with a breathtaking Wednesday sunrise over the River Itchen. Pinkening clouds on the horizon painted the gently rippled water where a pair of lonely swans dipped their heads searching for breakfast. I dawdled along the boardwalk drinking in the beauty of it all. Half way along the Suki II seemed to be floating on the dawn sky and the trees on the far bank were half hidden in early morning mist. Through it I could just make out my usual path beside the jetties and the line of little yachts. Continue reading Orange, pink, blue, a splash of yellow and a dash of red and white

football, seagulls and Jamie Oliver – first published 10 November 2012

Off to the football
Off to the football

Being the mother of three boys and a football loving husband, it was a case of join them or spend every other Saturday from August to May on my own. In truth, I already quite liked the beautiful game and had always been a bit of a Southampton supporter although I’d never been to a match. We have never been able to afford season tickets but we generally go to about ten games a year, at least until recently when I started working Saturdays. If you’ve never been to a match, the following post from November 2012 might just give you a flavour of what it’s like.

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Back to reality

Paul Day's The Meeting Place on St Pancreas Station
Paul Day’s The Meeting Place on St Pancras Station

25 November – 3 December 2014

Our Paris adventure was over. Dusk was falling as we left the train and pulled our bags past Paul Day’s huge bronze sculpture, The Meeting Place at St Pancras. We made it to Waterloo with prefect timing, the Southampton train was just about to leave. Outside the dirty train window the English countryside sped past as the sun went down. At one point I spotted a sliver of the Itchen Navigation as we passed through Allbrook. We were home. Continue reading Back to reality