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 […]
Herefordshire: a love letter
I’m writing this at the close of another incandescent Herefordshire autumn day. The clouds are gathering temporarily before a cold, starlit night and it’s time to light the wood-burner. When I took the dogs out earlier, it was one of those glorious mornings which made everyone greet us with a smile and a cheery hello. […]
