My father died a little more than two years before my mother. His ashes were carried from Broadstairs to London by hubs, when he moved my mother into her flat, and took up residence in ...
A small portion of my sojourn here in England has been taken up with the reverent disposal of my parents’ ashes. I say, ‘a small portion,’ because physically ...
Our trip this week involved my daughter. She was officially on half-term but unofficially rehearsing so we couldn’t whisk her away to a sunny island to cement her berry brown tan ...
I found a beautiful bush with delicate flowers blooming along our road. I could not resist them I had to stop and stare and marvel and smile at their ethereal loveliness. I ...
Some of the things I love about England.
The rockery. It harbours heathers, lavender and other hardy everygreens, shrubs that seem to tolerate hose pipe bans and droughts, often ...
There are a few landmarks that I see from a distance on the train as I make my way to Victoria. I was delighted to be able to get up close and even climb one of them during hubs’ ...
Everyone is taking advantage of what may be a short summer, it is almost June after all!
Londoners are remarkable in that they go from Uggs, jumpers, coats, scarves, hats and gloves ...
We have a wonderful little guide book to London entitled, I Never Knew That About London, by Christopher Winn. Hubs decided we would visit EC3 and tour some of the remaining 100 ...
With only countable weeks left before our departure from England I am feeling down… I don’t want to talk about packing, selling furniture, emptying the flat or last meals. ...
My daughter danced in the pre-game show at Wembley Stadium. Chelsea and Liverpool were playing in the FA Cup. A lot of work went into choreographing 150 dancers from two separate ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.