Category Archives: Rural Wales

Marmite for the Soul

This truly is a meadow in an old fashioned sense; rarely seen these days with clover and harebells et al. Although rarely seen, I am treated to this view of beauty from my kitchen door. Today it was therapeutic ‘marmite … Continue reading

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Exciting News 

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I have something to share! Like the moment you first see a black and white image of a tiny person growing inside you and all the discomfort and strange eating habits or feelings of sickness are made real in the … Continue reading

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Everything Blossoms At Once

We seem to have stepped from winter into summer in one week. There was snow on the mountains last week and this week we’re getting sunburnt and could camp out in comfort. All right! I know it is spring, really. … Continue reading

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A Man of Many Cufflinks and a Small Town Celebrity

We were waiting for Daddy in our usual Tuesday afternoon Library time. There were a couple of young girls in blue and grey school uniform, rather enthusiastically bouncing around the library. They flitted in and out of the children’s section, … Continue reading

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It Is Official

It is official! 2016 is the year Elin’s Air will finally be published. This novel began when my brother and his wife gave me the Children’s Writers’ & Artists’ Yearbook 2013 (Bloomsbury). Inspired by what I read in the Yearbook, … Continue reading

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Daft Dogs and Darling Teens

It was wet and windy.  Should I be surprised?  No!  This is Wales.  It was the eve of Longshanks’ birthday and he was energised by anticipation.  It was the last day left to move the sheep.  These were the perfect … Continue reading

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I’m Not Shouting “Plonker” in a Public Place

Today began with two cups of tea in bed.  Now that is Saturday morning decadence, and let’s face it, does not happen very often.  It then became a “home-made-sock-day”.  I resort to wearing my own-knit socks when I have no … Continue reading

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