I’ve just been making lemon curd to take my mind off the bloody pitch that’s been screwing up my brain for the past week month forever. ...

This week I’ve felt like one of those unfortunate teenagers who keep taking and failing GCSE Maths. I never had trouble with school. I wa...

Sometimes people tell me they like reading my blog, but it makes them feel as though they’re stalking me. And I usually say: “But I don’t pu...

I was reading an interview with the CEO of an up-and-coming American company in Forbes magazine this week (as you do when your son has just...

I was talking to a spunky 80 Year old after Quaker meeting yesterday about grief. Her adult son died four years ago in very sad circumstance...

It’s an inconvenient truth that the wholesaler has stopped stocking my books because it’s several years after publication and the sales have...

You may or may not have noticed that I've been a bit down the last two weeks, and Dave, concerned, suggested I go on a six week tour of...

The Monsal Trail has been a blessing lately. When the world feels as if it is falling apart, it’s good to get on my bike and go. And I saw...

Today I’d like to share with you a quote I found exactly a year ago and put on the blog last August… This is an excerpt from Andrew Boyd’s...

This is an addendum to yesterday’s post: good news about the many people – ordinary people, not politicians – supporting migrants, asylum se...

I could write a chirrupping post about how many jars of blackcurrant jam we’ve made (50) and how we’ve had to stop because we’ve run out of ...

Life at Hepworth Towers has been hectic this week. Dave gets up very early (typically at 5 a.m.) and starts to dismantle something downstair...

Have you seen those signs in the back windows of cars that say things like “I’d rather be driving my Porsche” or “I’d rather be riding my bi...

The blackness has gone. Someone special came to see me yesterday afternoon, and Lux and Cece face-timed me at bedtime. Is that all it took? ...

Some days it feels as though there are too many dead people in my life. Today was one of those days.   Dirge Without Music ...

I just got back from a trip to Wensleydale with my big sister Kath (or Maffrin , as we still sometimes call her.) Here she is above, stri...

I’m spending a lot of time reading and thinking about politics at the moment, which means that when I wake up in the morning I’m reading the...

We got home from our hols on Friday night and the garden had gone wild, so on Saturday and Sunday I worked hard at taming it. When I woke ...

Dave and I have been going to Northumberland for holidays – on and off – since 1978. Last week we went again. It was five years since the la...

Hello to my first sweet peas of the year! Yay! And goodbye from me. I’m taking a week’s break from the blog.

Yesterday morning I went out on my bike while it was still cool enough, in order to take some photos of the Monsal Trail for you. But when I...

It’s a beautiful sunny morning, and even though it’s only half past six, it’s warm enough to be picking strawberries in my pyjamas. Things a...

I was reading stuff about Greece on Twitter this morning and came across something wonderful: a Greek crowdfunding site raising money to su...