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 […]
Tag Archives: walks
Over the hill?
A couple of weeks ago I blew a gasket. Yes, me…I’m much mellower now than I used to be but occasionally I see or hear something that ignites my dormant […]
Mud and Merlot
The two worst months of the year have come and gone – not that they were that bad here, this time around. We haven’t suffered from too much rain, and […]
A turn of phrase
A little while ago I was lounging on the sofa minding my own business and half-listening to the evening weather forecast on BBC Wales when I heard the presenter (Behnaz […]
Not such a common cold
When Lizzie was very young every minor illness (thank God there were no major ones) was accompanied by a little…drama, shall we say. I won’t embarrass her here by regaling […]
The Monks’ muddy Trod
I mentioned in my last post that there’d been a higher than average number of callouts this summer of the wonderful, fantastic, heroic Mountain Rescue service. They’re on hand to […]
Black Mountains treats
We’ve been in a period of what the forecasters call unsettled weather lately. I don’t know why they call it that – several days of rain seems pretty settled to […]
Father’s Day treats
It seems that we just can’t get away from anniversaries. Every day is a reminder of a particular person or event – some which are important and others which are […]
The view’s the thing
Holiday over and loafing around done, it was time to get the walking boots back on this week. There’s a ruined castle not far from here called Castell Dinas (not […]
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 – […]
at home in the hills 