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What’s on my mind this week (the really not very exciting version)

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Have you ever had so much to write about that you didn’t know where to start? And as a result didn’t start at all? That’s me this week. Not, of course, that any of it is very exciting. Nothing in the realm of ‘you’ll never believe this’ or even ‘wow’, just ordinary stuff, only lots […]

Things I’ve learned from my first festival camping trip

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I’ve never seen Star Wars either – not properly all the way through. But years after most people have gone through the rite of passage of a pilgrimage to Glastonbury or wallowed in the mud of T in the Park, I made it to my first festival – Kendal Calling 2016. Here’s what I learned: […]

A festival of things to worry about…

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It’s funny how sometimes there’s a blog-shaped gap and, try as I might, nothing to fill it at all. Or the only stuff going on in my life is too boring to even think about, let alone adorn the blog. However, at the moment, my head is as jammed as my calendar. Don’t get too […]

Family adventures: ghyll scrambling in Cumbria

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It would be fair to say that, as a family, we are something of a mixed bag. We comprise the bold, the well-balanced, the dumpy, the wobbly, the gung-ho, the cautious, exercisers and those who tend to the horizontal. And there’s only five of us. Add that to the fact that Boy Three is six […]