The best things come in threes
As you may know by now, I’ve got a bit of an obsession with castles. We hadn’t fed the habit for a while so this week we went to check […]
Category Archives: History
Old tales and fairy stories
Let’s get it over and done with, then. England have won the Six Nations Rugby championship. Not only did they win the title but they got the Grand Slam – […]
Happiness is…
Does any couple manage to live with each other for years without occasionally wanting to slap each other with a wet fish? I have to say that I was surprised […]
Mother’s Day…Mothers’ Day?
I can hardly believe it but it’s twenty years since my mother died. Alex was just three years old, while Lizzie and Katie were eleven and nine. I’m not sure […]
Saint’s day
A couple of weeks ago I was complaining about February, wittering on about the weather and what an awful time of year this is, and just look what’s happened…the back […]
Crosses, bones and bridges
Moving to the country two years ago after decades of living in Cardiff brought all sorts of challenges, as you’d expect. One of the first came the week after we’d […]
Lady Sybil’s hand
I was walking through Crickhowell recently and paused to look at a tourist information board, not expecting to see anything I didn’t already know. Then I read the following: ‘Lady […]
A time to plant and a time to…wassail!
I’ve been living in ignorance. No great surprise there, maybe. Specifically though, I’ve been living in ignorance about Wassail. I always thought it was something to do with Christmas and […]
A diversion…
It’s a sad fact of life but the most awful things happen at this time of year; at every time of year, truth be told, as I know from the […]
at home in the hills 