Tracing Rainbows

 I love London. There is always something new to discover, somewhere fresh to visit - alongside the comforting familiarity of well loved fav...

 Exactly nine years ago, on 26th January 2015, I posted this picture It was the day the vans left Kirby Muxloe, after nearly twenty years, t...

This is going to be a rather busy week...  Lots of moving and changing and re-adjusting to the autumn SIL Gary has finished Paternity Leave,...

First looking again , then learning graciously, now leaving deliberately   What do I mean by that? It is all about my mindset around le...

February 2020, toothache, temporary filling, a crown would be needed [NHS cost £300]so I decided that proceeds from my Etsy Sales would now ...

It has taken the best part of a month to change my profile on Blogger. Yes, I am now retired and living in Norfolk. But I am having email is...

Gradually we are getting straight. The bookcases are secured to the wall, and we spent all yesterday afternoon trying to decide what goes wh...

I love the way children supply their own words when they want to describe something and cannot think of the right term. When Liz was very sm...

The final Moving Story ...In 1965 I was ten - and we moved from Hartlepool to Norfolk. A friend from church had some sort of clothing busine...

Among the birthday/retirement/leaving cards was this one An unusual picture, I thought, as I opened it. Two cows in a field? But the message...

All those boxes, loaded into the van, and unloaded at the other end. Box after box after box.  So grateful to Alan, David, Geoff, Jamie, Ric...

We had such a great time in Orpington. Liz was in the Church Playgroup, Bob took services, I helped run the Toddler Group and I was involved...

Back in my first teaching job, I worked with a woman who always bought her loo rolls from Harrods. Her reasoning was this - in the sale, And...

1982, Liz was 7 weeks old, and we were leaving the horrid tiny flat in Gillingham to go up to London. Bob had finished his year as Student M...

  August 1977 - My first teaching post, and I was going to Hemel Hempstead. Still called a "New Town" - and consequently teachers,...

Nat King Cole sang If you ever plan to motor west, Travel my way, take the highway that is best. Get your kicks on route sixty-six. Well, I ...

As more things are packed, two rooms are stacked with boxes, and other rooms becoming strangely empty. My office-  the little front bedroom,...

  Use What You Have...Do What You Can... As I've been reading books with "Libby" over the weekend I have come across this quot...

It is the last day of March. The year is already one quarter through - we've passed the equinox, and altered the clocks. On Monday I cel...

Bob feels my 'thrift' is going a little too far. As we get closer to The Day, I am steadfastly refusing to replace things, and ...