Richter scales

I feel like a property developer, I have so may blogs. So many houses within which to live and write and paint. And I like it that way, I need space, I know that now. So, I’m keeping this blog – I reread this post tonight and it has reminded me why I started all…

The secret SAHM club….and other campfire tales

So, here we are at the start of the school summer holidays. These are my first ‘proper’ holidays since I left work. It’s my first year when I’ve been truly free to do what I want (with the boys of course) and, while I am as skint as a flint, I have a good roll call…

Lamb’s pride

On the train, back from preston. I was 14 when I moved to Germany but its still my home town. I took some pictures of Avenham Park, a stunning homage to philanthropic industrialists. Our pandas particularly liked the Japanese Garden’s bamboo fence. As you can see. Nom, nom. I also had a lovely lunch with…