I’m so delighted to provide Marjorie Anderson space for her lovely poem, a piece of work that set our Creative Writing class a-tingle last term. This poem, for me, develops the whole sense of the year ahead, and the year…
Category: Transitions
New projects for the coming year . . .
There’s a variety of new ideas floating around these valleys, some of which may come to fruition in the new year ahead. If they do, then the work begun this year will have laid the foundation for those projects of…
Allen Valleys Local History Group
Yesterday evening I spent an intriguing hour with the Local History Group as Paul Mingard explained the fascinating story of some old glass plate negatives delivered over a decade ago into the hands of Margaret Stonehouse, then District Councillor. I…
The Joy of Editing
I don’t come by editing naturally. Rather, I fall in love with the words as they emerge, and feel loathe to mess with them thereafter. Always have done. But I learned, as a graduate student in the biomedical sciences, that…
Some thoughts on domestic finances
Sure, it was hard in our day, but I wonder if it was quite as hard for us, then, as it is for young struggling families nowadays? I thought, since we do try to consider those parts of a year…
The Garden Station, Langley
These Allen Valleys, East and West, are blessed with the most idiosyncratic, and lovely, places for events. And sometimes, because the places are so fetching, the events grow up around them. Something like that has happened at The Garden Station,…
Bank Holiday Monday
We drove back from Yorkshire yesterday after a week of interesting workshops to stimulate our brains, and on the way home we marvelled at the delight of folks enjoying the sunshine in all the towns and villages on our journey….
The August Bank Holiday Weekend
It’s the last holiday weekend before school, isn’t it? So what’s everybody doing, I wonder? I went to Allendale area notices on Facebook a week ago and asked! Not overwhelmed with responses, but a few came in. Someone is going…
Just cheerfully pottering about . . .
I think I’m getting more used to the retirement lifestyle. Instead of filling our days in a rather frenzied rush to accomplish all the tasks we’d set for ourselves, we’ve retrenched, with a longer schedule pushed further and further ahead,…
Roll out those lazy, hazy, crazy days . . .
. . . .of summer! Maybe even when the torrential rains and thunderstorms come, as they did Tuesday evening, dramatically, maybe even then it’ll still be summer. It’s a dreadful weekend predicted, so much so that the Lions Golf Classic…