Home, sweet home

I came across this today and it made my eyes water a peedie bit

If Once You Have Slept On An Island from Alistair Corbett on Vimeo.

We have been talking about our plans for the next few years and I found the courage to assert that I wish to keep returning here, suggesting that we talk to P and J at the local camp site about the possibility of a seasonal pitch in the summers. I have absolutely no doubt that I shall suffer from real homesickness for the first time in my life. This is not a place that I shall leave without a backward glance and I am perfectly confident that living here has changed me a great deal. I shall not be the same again.

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A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Oh, deer

Oh, deer

Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. … Continue readingOh, deer

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