Daughts travels into London every day and home again late at night so she sees some things that are well worth a photograph or two! The London buses going green. Train seats going ...
When my prayers are answered, When life seems to be falling into place without much help from me, When the outcome could only have been the doing of God, When I am amazed once again ...
Today is the birthday of my oldest daughter, the teacher, the nurturer, the organiser, the empathiser, the cryer, the laugher, the hugger, the swimmer and…the runner. When I ...
Hubs and I found Bath to be a town with a difference. We arrived at the elevensies hour having eaten lunch on the train because we were up really early and skipped breakfast! The ...
Navigating around language in England has its challenges and as my youngest daughts pointed out, “Can make me feel really stupid!” The culprit this time was over the counter ...
Going on a journey by train is always a good experience as long as you have a time table and know which platform to stand and wait on. Also, as in the case of the train we caught ...
Going on a journey by train is always a good experience as long as you have a time table and know which platform to stand and wait on. Also, as in the case of the train we caught ...
Hubs and I suffered with mild ill health for the first 8 weeks of our arrival in England, home for me. It was a cruel mixture of cough and cold germs brought unwittingly into the flat ...
Daughts has worked in a coffee shop where only Master Baristas are employed. She is an aspiring master brewer. The store is on St. Martin’s Lane in Covent Garden and shares the ...
On Saturday there was a wedding at our church in Beckenham. We’d heard the banns read at mass for the last three weeks and the occasion was upon us. The bells were ringing at the ...
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.