This week… pottery, postcards and rats

So, in the UK someone appears to have switched off summer, and in the cold rain temperatures have dropped dramatically. Of course, being British we staunchly hold on to the hope that the sun will come out again before autumn sets in but the mood as I write feels like the dog days of summer. I’m craving a bowl of warming homemade soup (broccoli, pea and pesto, thanks for asking) so there’s definitely a slight shift to the earth’s axis. Ahem.

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This week… Mr MacGregor’s potting shed and rabbits

I continue to enjoy the delights of regional locations with historic sites and glorious English gardens in all their summer finery, right on my doorstep. I’ve had a few wobbles, days when the news was sad, scary or downright frustrating, but on balance I’m still here, scribbling in my online journal with one eye on that light at the end of the tunnel. Thank you for joining me again this week, and I hope you enjoy my latest ramblings and photographs.

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This week… boats, barnacles and beachcombing

As long as I can remember The Great British Seaside has been a staple in my travel life. Despite lounging on many wonderful beaches in Croatia, Egypt, Italy, Spain, Turkey and elsewhere, there’s nowhere quite like home for being beside the sea. The English coast is often symbolised by fish’n’chips and buckets and spades but there’s so much more with wide open sandy beaches to walk, sand dunes to explore and wildlife and flora. It’s been my go-to place during the past 18 months as I explored in all weathers. Here’s a retrospective album of snapshots by way of appreciation for British beach life.

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This week… Monaco, Muddler’s and A Midsummer Night’s Dream

We’re apparently now in a third wave pandemic in the UK but having made a bid for total freedom in recent weeks, it feels as though folks are determined to hold on to the promises of summer. This week I enjoyed a first pub lunch in more than a year (I never thought I’d write that sentence), a second hair cut and a coffee out, indoors! Heady times.

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This week… summer in the cities

This week I’m at a bit of a loss as to what to write about, I simply don’t feel the love. It’s June already and in the UK the summer passes so quickly. I mean to make the most of each and every day. So here, I’m taking time out to simply appreciate the beauty I’ve been enjoying close to home while we wait for the world to right itself. Where have you been exploring this week?

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