Those were the days…
You don’t stumble upon your heritage. It’s there, just waiting to be explored and shared Robbie Robertson Bryn Eryr ironage farmstead. Picture from the St Fagan’s website Life can be […]
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Behaving badly
He lay on his chair with his hands clasped above his paunch not reading, or sleeping, but basking like a creature gorged with existence To the Lighthouse, Virginia Woolf Gin […]
My Wales…three walks
A woman is as young as her knees Mary Quant * I somehow think that Ms Quant had something else in mind when she said that – more to do […]
What a tangled web…
Remember, remember, the fifth of November Gunpowder, treason and plot… Who doesn’t enjoy a good conspiracy? They’re endlessly entertaining because no matter what evidence is produced, discussed, dissected and dismissed, […]
A year in the woodland
I couldn’t live where there were no trees – something vital in me would starve L M Montgomery *** Last October Mr B and I joined a local community woodland […]
If it rhymes with orange…
The heights charm us but the steps do not; with the mountain in our view we love to walk the plains Johann Wolfgang von Goethe There’s a very short word […]
at home in the hills 