We love High Streets; In America I think the equivalent would be downtown although there is an old 60’s single by British singer Petula Clark called Downtown probably back then referring to the main high street of the town she lived in. There are cafe’s to visit for a sandwich or a piece of cake…

We are studying Revelation at church, been at it for almost a year now, and I have spent a lot of time meditating on what it means to be Blessed. Chapter 1 verse 3 reads: “Blessed is the one who reads the words of this prophesy aloud, and blessed are those who hear and obey…

There are a lot of fields surrounding us but since our land is bordered with trees we can’t see beyond our boundaries. I’ve had a cow wander in a couple of days in a row, to eat the lush green grass at the bottom of my fairway where the last of the anaerobic sprinklers shoots…

Our film-maker son’s birthday is today. Born a few days before our first wedding anniversary there were no knowing looks from family members (back then they watched the first few months of a new marriage like hawks). Today there’s no more pretending we’re still thirty somethings with a son knocking on twenty something! On bringing…

Footlights officially has three bedrooms, it’s on the Zillow description. But since only Hubs and I live here two of them are, to coin a new phrase, ‘flex spaces’. Sam, Daughts’ Hubs, commented on how we use every room. He lived on the property and was a frequent visitor to our fridge and pantry so…

My blue eyed cowboy and I each walked 200 miles while we were in London; we always clock on the steps as we hurry from one place to the next to pack in as much as we can in our beloved city in a few short weeks. The weather was awful.  I remember the disappointment…

My blue-eyed cowboy and I walked two hundred miles in 32 days. We were in London, we didn’t hike or go for intentional forced marches (as my son calls them) the mileage accumulated as we went about our daily lives. Living in London for us is a very healthy occupation. Whenever we return to the…

Kathy, my friend from Highcliffe days, and I went for our customary long walk when I visited London this past summer. This time we opted to stroll along the canal from Tower Hamlets to Bow.  A few miles, not too challenging.  We adopted a leisurely pace to give us plenty of breath for catching up….

The county of Kent is known as The Garden of England.  Lots of fruit and veg grown there as well as gorgeous landscaped properties, flower allotments, neighbourhood gardens and parks, commons and greens, and beaches to rival Europe’s Cote d’Azur. My parents moved from London to Broadstairs in Kent, a pretty sea-side town popular for…

For the first time in twelve years we took our annual trip to London in the summer. This time there wasn’t any pressure to wrap up loose ends; there were no houses to clear out; no personal effects to go through; no lawyers to deal with or estate agents to negotiate with. My brother was…