Play parks and Puddles

Having had to lug a pile of bags across the field, over the river, around the bend and back again. Our shoulders ached as our backs broke. Sweating profusely even though it was evening and the sun had already disappeared over the hillside, leaving a pretty golden glow and pink pastels. We were tired. As we…

Label me Love

I’m not one to get caught up by trends and labels, I have my own style which flits and floats from office smart, to bohemian chic…which is partly why i could never be a fashion blogger.  I do however, get lots of ideas from fashion blogs especially Frassy , who also is unfazed by fancy…

The Ancient Yuletide Carol

There’s something about the first day of December that always gets my buzz on “One hunned”. Even more so than my much-needed daily dose of caffeine. So much so that I decided to substitute my usual coffee with a mint tea and a crisp red apple. An odd combination I know but…1). I am prone to…

More.

I had my feet dangling over the edge of the precipice. Just low enough to feel the upthrust of the wind, yet not so far that I didn’t feel safe. This time last year I was hesitant. Not so keen to have ‘more’. Of anything. I was Oliver…twisting my kinky locks around my index finger,…