Of hips and hoar frost
Winter waited until the day we left to put in an appearance, whitening hedgerows and roof tiles, freezing ponds and coating cars with a thick layer of frost that had … Continue reading
November 27, 2014 · 12 Comments
AFRIKAH-KAH-KAH!
The sound of a tent being unzipped is the same the world over. I could be in North Wales or Cornwall, Devon or Gloucestershire. I could even be in Broken … Continue reading
November 6, 2014 · 8 Comments
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