Category: News

Jeez. Snipers alley, as Virginia said to me as she relayed the news, that Mark and keeled over and died, totally unexpectedly. Such a life. I feel for Charlotte. Last night, the eve of Mark's burial,i read Charlottes valediction to Mark in her Red Tent blog (that Sara, so thoughtfully, subscribed me to for this… Continue reading Mark Watson

Dunwich we chose, and crossed the River Dunwich twice, came across some magnificent oaks, extraordinary moss, chewed the cud on emails, before, in search of blueberries, we found a chocolate open day in Middleton chocolate shop.

I find that I, the southern country girl, have an attraction to the city of Sheffield, fostered no doubt by my first visit to it years ago, 1998, to see Richard when he was MD of ForgeMasters, and he showed me around the steel works. I have a memory of a museum of steel, and… Continue reading Feb 2024 Sheffield, SFCP and Richard

What a glorious collection of friends in Virginia's kitchen, a table full of home-made food, and the girl herself, surrounded by Suffolk friends. "I always want to camp next to you. You are the only one who brings the Kitchen Sink" remembered one of Virginia.

Hello lovely Rachel Today I was reflecting on the abundance of what surrounds me and I was writing a list of 50 people that have influenced me in my life and have been part of my growth as a person. You were on the list and it feels nice to tell you why. I see… Continue reading Shona’s unexpected gratitude

A day away. In the good company of Brian Guthrie, an adventure for both of us. We started at the Britannia Monument, dedicated to Nelson, with some frisby throwers under Britannia, and where at least two people lost their life falling from the top - the designer, who had a heart attack, and a clown.… Continue reading Great Yarmouth day away

Here are the cut out metal signs I'd like to put forward for Holton Pits road entrance, to be situated on the southwold road. The cut out metal references our industrial past. John knows someone who makes these kind of signs. I first saw one when travelling in Eastern Europe - one of the images… Continue reading Signs potential

I had no idea of this plan until I rose, late, then in the space found this an obvious choice. Walpole Blyth. On known and unknown paths and past known and unknown peoples homes. Started in the Quiet Lane, passed a house I would have once yearned to live in - now far too much… Continue reading Blyth 4 – Walpole

Ended in the Huntingfield Arms, too late for lunch, and with dangling glasses, broken when lifting Kali over a stile. Set off from Heaveningham, parking at the start of Barrels hill (which was not a hill). Dallied by the church, now a private dwelling, as a polite sign describes, since 1981, with graves neatly lined… Continue reading Blyth 3 – Heveningham to near Laxfield