June was a bonkers month. We sold our house way back in January whilst lazing in the sun in Lanzarote. We returned bronzed and refreshed, ready for work hoping that our house move was imminent. Covid19 put paid to that plan. Three months on furlough, in lockdown on site and just as Boris starts easing... 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 →
Days are now only defined by the sleep in between them and that’s not good at the minute. Struggling to settle at bed time and struggling to crawl out of my pit in a morning. Whilst The Boss passes Inverness cycling round site on his virtual Lands End to John O’Groats I needed something to... Continue Reading →
Started the day with a brew and watching as the nation prepares to celebrate VE Day on TV. We’d planned on linking our celebrations with the steam railway that runs along the side of the site. Photos of past events that the railway has run have always looked good and we were looking forward to... 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 →
Easter came and went in a flurry of rabbits, pheasants, pigeons and bucket loads of sunshine. What should have been our busiest weekend of the season turned out just to be like any other day at the moment, no sign of the Easter Bunny either, he must’ve seen the sign on the locked gates and... 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 →
Another night with hardly any sleep. Our bed is so comfy but still I’m spending the night tossing and turning with my mind going into overdrive. Lots of ‘What if’ tabs open in my brain that I just can’t seem to close down. Falling out of bed and onto the bathroom scales they declare that... Continue Reading →
Waking up in my caravan is bliss. We had a ‘Drivecation’, up and down the country people are caravanning on their drives. Cup of tea, Ant and Dec and The Voice all in the comfort of my happy place. Both programmes were shown with a difference, compilations of their best bits hosted from the comforts... Continue Reading →
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