Getting back to work… sort of

Last September, in the place where I grew up, we made a plan. Paddling in the rock pools, breathing transparent air (not dove grey, like it was in our other home town) - it all came together. We would live here. Where life-changing decisions are made. We returned home, did what we needed to do … Continue reading Getting back to work… sort of

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An alternative lifestyle

We moved away from a conventional life a few years ago. Our alternative is more creative and seat-of-pants. We always manage to drift along. Living back at the coast is divine. When I write about the cove in Ellie Booton's Journals, it's pretty similar to this... Below: Abbie Highfield, whoever you are, your name tag was … Continue reading An alternative lifestyle

Does anyone have time to blog?

Fearlessness. That's what's required. The compulsive need to squeeze another task into the lycra pants of time. This is to remind me of the time when I remembered things for more than one day. I can read it and think: Crikey. Did I do that? I have no memory of it. At all. Fancy that. Quick … Continue reading Does anyone have time to blog?