I’ve hoovered, I’ve dusted. I’ve emptied the cupboards and changed the bedding. I cleaned and stocked the fridge and given the bathroom a wipe over. I found the remote for the motor mover and remembered to shove the cadac in the boot. One more sleep and one more shift. Work flew by in a haze... Continue Reading →
We thought that our Easter experience last year was a one off, little did we know as we chomped on Easter eggs on an empty site back in 2020 that history would be repeating itself one year on! If you’d have told me back at the start of 2020 that I’d see two Easters on... Continue Reading →
The sun is cracking the flags, an Indian summer in September. Site is full and the smell of barbecues lingers on the little breeze that there is. A day off and unbelievably, I’m not tired. I seem to spend a lot of my free time too tired to do anything and have been spending any... Continue Reading →
We can now go out, but not 'out out.' Lockdown has been eased a little and I'm missing seeing the world outside those gates so much. The Boss has finished his Lands End to John o’Groats ride on site and I'm wearing the site out walking round, spotting killer wildlife and listening to podcasts. As... Continue Reading →
As I ride over the finish line I am conscious that I can actually see where I started 909 miles ago, Lands End, Worcestershire. What was the point? The point was that I had an opportunity, an opportunity not to be wasted. We returned from our Lanzarote winter holiday feeling very well watered and fed.... Continue Reading →
The gospel choir of birds outside our window woke me early. Then the rooks joined in and drowned out the beautiful dawn chorus, pulling the quilt up I managed to doze off again for a couple of hours until the pigeons joined a troop of Morris Dancers on our roof, time to get up. Starting... Continue Reading →
Looking at your average social media page during this period of lockdown it would seem there are two options; crack open the wine while tucking into the crisps or become a health kick bore and exercise like mad. If I'd tossed a coin I could quite easily and happily chosen either route. Pre-Lockdown, we had... Continue Reading →
I’ve lost track of our lockdown day number. In fact I’ve lost track of the days, Tuesday, Wednesday or Sunday? My days are defined by who is on Radio 2, Ken Bruce, Jeremy Vine and good old Sara Cox let me know it’s a week day anyone else on during the day, it must be... Continue Reading →
No sun streaming through the window this morning, pulling back the curtains it looks breezy and cold. Steaming cup of tea and Dermot O’Leary on Radio 2 help me wake up. Nipping out to the office to check emails and such confirms my suspicions, it is pigging freezing. Last night we had an evening stroll... Continue Reading →
A lazy start to the morning, woken by a bird with hob nail boots on clattering across the roof, squawking its head off. Cup of Builders with BBC news, starts the day off but does nothing to lift the spirits. We’ve got a day off today, so as soon as I’ve supped my tea, there’s... Continue Reading →
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