I may have lured you here under false pretences. The title might lead you to think there is something uplifting, look-on-the-bright sidey… but you’d be wrong. The holiday’s over and it’s rubbish. There I’ve said it. I’ve been trying to seek the positive in being home after two weeks in Cornwall, but I just can’t […]
195/365 It’s good to be home…
Ah. Once you’ve established that your fears that your house will be a smouldering shell are unfounded and you’ve found the key, there’s nothing like opening your own front door after a week or two away. Or in our case, stepping over the solidified milk – dairy delivery people, prepare yourselves, we’ll be having words […]
193/365 the long road home
Traffic jams added to the entertainment of the homeward journey. Once again the lesson is don’t hit the road during the day of a Friday in the summer.I was somewhat surprised to see a wurzel (or whatever the collective noun is) of scarecrows on sale in a service station south of Birmingham. Posted with Blogsy
