A Love Letter Revisited
Dear Reader, We may just be hurtling to the final fence in this house selling saga. But you know what they say, it ain’t over ’til the fat lady sings. And I’m not singing! Mixed metaphors aside, we’re deep in sorting, sifting, de-cluttering and packing. The dogs are hiding. Meanwhile, in cruel disregard to our cares, the […]
A-wassailing we will go!
Hope your decorations are down? Twelfth Night has been and gone! I live in Herefordshire, surrounded by fruit orchards, especially apple orchards. For a while the apple was the symbol of the county and rightly so; the fruit is an important cash crop. I’ve mentioned before that it’s a traditional sort of place and one […]
