… so it’s off to Brecon and Ty Cariad (The Gift House). But first…
Coffee! Then we wandered, and I got taken with the fleapit
Can you smell carpet, dust, tobacco and taste ice cream and hear screaming at the 10.00 o’clock Saturday matinee?
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly , and it […]
Pannage is the name in the New Forest for anti-acorn operations, when pigs are allowed on to the common land to consume […]
This morning, the first cold morning of the winter, coincided with the Autumn Equinox. The weather for this week is forecast to […]
All STC of course. Been here nine years on Saturday.
