This is a boundary stone. It marks the spot where the parishes of Penrith and Edenhall meet. It stands in a field not far from my new house (did I mention I was moving?). Most people don’t notice it’s there, but once it was probably quite important – the carved letters telling wanderers where they […]
A year without signposts
In this year of strange, one of the most strange things has been the lack of ceremony. Normally we’re cartwheeled from New Year to Christmas via back to schools, end of terms, birthdays, annual thises and celebratory thats plus a host of other unavoidable calendar signposts. Without proper Halloween or the planning, packing, sunburn peeling […]
Distractions on the way to the end of the tunnel
It’s weird. The past 12 months have seen so many frightening and monumental things – firsts, lasts, and who’d have thoughts – yet, now, less than a week from what I hope to be a finishing line and I’m scared. Our new house is nearly finished and (everything crossed) there are no more obstacles, delays […]
Things I think about ‘best before’ dates
Diving into the past…
Oddly, when I don’t blog about things, it’s as if they didn’t really happen. It’s the old tree falling in the forest thing. If there’s no one to listen, what’s the point? Boy Three and I are stuck at home. He’s isolating because a classroom assistant has tested positive. (Won’t it be marvelous one day […]