Flying backwards

I have just arrived at my chap’s cottage ‘in the shire’. It is a blistering hot day; it has been a long drive and this flying visit comes at the end of a long teaching term and a testing few days at the start of the school holiday. I am a tad grumpy, a tad…

Nothing to show

I feel pretty rusty as I hit the keyboards today, for I have been silent on the blog front since the Summer holidays and now publicly confess that I have absolutely nothing to show from this self-imposed break. Lying by an Italian pool with my Favourite Daughter back in July, and fuelled by some medicinal…