The carriages hauled by the historic steam locomotive, ‘The Earl’, left the station, the chugging sound gradually increasing, which can only be described as a child making a woo-woo sound, and let’s admit it, most adults do that too. The station master blows his whistle, and a cloud of steam appears. I’m on one of …
The Chai Shop
It was a door I’d wanted to pop my head around for a while, so I did just that on my recent visit to Bishops Castle. Tahira looked up from her cooking pot and towards me standing in the doorway and said, come in and have a seat; we are just discussing art. Well, how …
First blog sat in my favourite cafe in Church Stretton,
Here I go again, making promises to myself that I might not keep, but I will make a considerable effort to keep this promise. I’m always writing, in notebooks, tapping on the computer, I have scraps of papers pinned everywhere with lists, ideas, quick notes, things people have said and done. I have articles published. …