Babychino.

'Nonna thursdays' are becomming quite a regular event as I drive down from the Peak District every week to spend a day looking after my little grandson. Daddy makes Nonna a coffee and a little voice pipes up asking for a 'babychino'. That little cutey loves the frothy milk and there is nothing sweeter than…

An autumn walk in the Peaks

Covid-19 continues to affect us all in so many different ways. I wonder how it has affected your life as one of the readers of my blog? Im sure we could do breakfast, lunch and dinner with lots of latte's in between if we were to sit and share our stories of this sad and…

Hope is a Hedgehog

What fills you with hope as you go through your day?  I know for me it's often a beautiful, unexpected flower, an awe inspiring sunset or rainbow, or a flock of birds flying across a clear blue sky.   For the Emily Dickinson lovers among us we would have read that  'Hope is the thing…

A sad country heart.

For the last couple of months I have been quiet.  Silent Sundays have given my blog a little life, but in truth I have been struggling to write, to know what to say or how to say it, or whether indeed I should say anything at all.  I have however found so much friendship on…