Summer's Day at Bonmahon Beach.

Waves, Change and Memories

Jumping waves and paddling have to be two of the most liberating activities it is possible to undertake. I was reminded of this truth when my husband and I brought our daughter to the beach in Bonmahon, recently. At 18 months, she was able to begin savouring the experience of sand and sea. Taking a few jaunty steps, she seemed to enjoy the softness under her toes. She has a bit of an obsession with water, so standing at the edge of the sea, waiting for it to rush in and soak her feet, also proved to be very popular. It was heartwarming just to be there, holding her hand, watching her pad along in her characterful walking style. There is something very calming about the way the sea moves with wavy, surf-edged gestures. I think she felt that too.

A Phase of Wonder

I was trying to think of subject matter for this blog post and decided I would write about my beautiful daughter. She has become so interactive and I’m constantly surprised by things she says and does.

At just 15 months old, she has picked up a couple of phrases: ‘What are you doing?’ and ‘Why is that?’ She also uses a range of single words such as ‘Hi’, ‘Bye’, ‘Yes’ and ‘No’. ‘Duck’ and ‘Bath’ have also recently joined her repertoire. She loves shouting ‘Bye, Dad!’ to my husband, any time he walks out of a door ahead of us and likes to greet and say her farewells to shoppers and shopkeepers alike.

The Big House Move

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Autumn – a Thrilling Change

A thrilling change is coming over my garden. It’s called Autumn. The first orange leaf has fluttered from tree – emphasised by the brooding staying power of a neighbouring cedar. Green is still the dominant colour, but individual leaf-blazes shout from the middle of branches.

Blackbird Chick.

The Blackbird and The Christening

Finding a blackbird chick in my garden seemed symbolic. It was the week before my daughter’s christening; she was napping and I had seized the time to wander on the grass. Wildlife often nestles at the edges of this vast stretch of green. I’ve seen frogs, rabbits and hedgehogs in the past. The chick was brown and fluffy and looked bigger than his parents. He had shiny black eyes and didn’t move as I squatted down beside him for a closer look. There is something so vulnerable and trusting about the young.

Tripping the Welsh Fantastic in Swansea

My long awaited trip home to Swansea has passed in a whirl of catch ups, crepes, milkshakes, coffees, dinners and birthday cake. The food highlights also included a famous Joe’s Icecream! But more of that later . . . It all began with Marilyn Monroe Ave.

Still Distracted, Still Christmas Shopping

Having given you an insight into my Christmas shopping habits last year, I feel compelled to revisit the topic. I can confirm that I am still distracted by anything shiny but I have stayed clear of DIY shops this year.

China Gingerbread House, decorated with sweets, a heart over the frontdoor and a resident Gingerbread Man.

The Gingerbread House and Scotch Egg Story

You know you’ve had a successful shopping trip when you return home with a Gingerbread house and a packet of Scotch Eggs. Yes, I’m easily pleased, not for me the finery and luxury of a silk blouse or the exquisite tailoring of an expensive wrap dress.

A robin from the Peak District in contemplative pose.

Resisting Antiques Roadshow, Welcoming the Robin

You know your life has changed when you sit down of a Sunday Evening to watch Antiques Roadshow with your in-laws. Gone, are the days when you used to bemoan the fact that Antiques Roadshow even existed.