Coming to a new place is never easy. It usually takes some time to get settled in and to establish a workable routine. It’s been several weeks now since I arrived in Hay-on-Wye; and sometimes I feel like I’ve got it all ‘sussed’, and another time things feel as if they’re coming apart at the seams. But not to worry, that’s what life is all about. The race is not to the swift . . .. I am therefore a few weeks behind schedule in getting this blog up and running. But I’m pleased to say it feels like things are ticking over nicely in this respect now.
Now, if you’re going to come along on this journey with me, I trust that you will be entertained, that you will learn something new, that you will be encouraged and inspired, whether to follow your dreams, or to take steps to improve your health, or in some other way, whoever you are, whatever you do and wherever you find yourself on this exciting journey that is called life.
I invite you to delve right into Chapter One – About me, and please feel free to get in touch or leave your comments at any time. Here’s wishing you Godspeed as we journey together and launch out into the deep . . .
So, I’m still reading ‘The Blank Screen – Blogging’ and trying to discover what my blog ought to be about. Somehow, from reading other blogs, I get the impression your blog ought to be about one main thing: cooking or travelling or writing or whatever. Trouble is, life isn’t one dimensional, so why should a blog be. This is part of the reason I never really wanted to be reporter: I didn’t like the idea of people telling me what I could or couldn’t write. So, for now, at least until I’ve finished reading ‘The Blank Screen’, my blog’s going to be about whatever I want it to be about and this week it’s about what we did on the allotment. So, here goes: (and I know you’re meant to have pictures but guess what: I haven’t got any!) Continue reading
The other weekend, I had the privilege of attending the National Writers’ Conference, organized by Writing West Midlands. It was held at Birmingham University. I’d never actually been to that university campus before and we were hosted in the beautiful and well equipped Bramall Music Building. Continue reading
As I look out over London City from the tower of the William Booth College in Denmark Hill, I am on the verge of completing another phase of my sojourn here in London.
Source: End of Another Phase. . .
As I look out over London City from the tower of the William Booth College in Denmark Hill, I am on the verge of completing another phase of my sojourn here in London. Continue reading
This is a no frills sourdough: no kneading, no patterns, no nuts, no seeds – I just wanted some bread to eat. It was even a little over fermented because at bed time, it wasn’t quite ready to go into the oven and I wasn’t in the mood to lose any sleep over it. This morning, I popped it into the oven, and the no frills got exciting when I remembered that my new Thermopen was still sitting on the shelf in its box! It came last week and I can’t believe I forgot about it. Continue reading
One Thousand Gifts
I have not written a post for a loooong time. I just wanted to add something before year end so am sharing something I shared in another private forum. (And I\ve still been making, and eating, bread all this while. Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas, and here’s wishing you every blessing for 2016.
It’s great to be able to pick up a half read book and re-enter its glory. pg. 106 (of One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp) echoes where I am at. It says: “But I am not a woman who ever lives the full knowing. I am a wandering Israelite who sees the flame in the sky above, the pillar, the smoke from the mountain, the earth open up and give way, and still I forget. I am beset by chronic soul amnesia. I empty of truth and need the refilling. I need come again every day – bend, clutch and, remember – for who can gather the manna but once, hoarding, and store away sustenance in the mind for all of the living?”
I thank God for this season and the approaching new year when I, we, can take another moment to give thanks for everything and remind ourselves what an awesome God we have.
Yes, that’s my ‘One Thousand Gifts’ book pictured here – and I found that leaf in it that I put there in the Autumn – another beautiful and forgotten gift!
I like diversions and distractions, so some days after my walk across Tower Bridge, I found myself passing through London Bridge Station and it dawned on me that I was quite close to Borough Market. I don’t remember what I read about Borough Market but somehow it grabbed my attention as another stop and smell the roses mmoment.
I diverted out of the station and headed down the street and through the narrow alleyway that opened into the vibrant artsy food space.
Much to my chargrin, I’m becoming like these Londoners, running around like a chicken with its head cut off! Despite the fact that I heard it said at the Splash of Colour conference I attended recently that life is not an emergency, I sometimes find myself treating it as though it were.
Yesterday was particularly trying. I tackled at least three different tasks, rushing all three, with the end result that I completed none and had this nasty feeling of total unfulfilment at the end of the day. I found myself thinking I may as well have stayed in bed all day and watched TV! Continue reading
A wonderful gift from ‘A Splash of Colour’ ladies conference, held at New Life Christian Centre, Croydon.
I’m at an amazing conference, ‘A Splash of Colour’, put on by New Life Christian Centre, Croydon. I’ve been here since this morning about 9 o’clock, and we’re on a break now, shortly to go into the final session of what has been so far an amazing day! We’re due to finish at 8 pm and, honestly, it doesn’t seem like we’ve been here that long. Continue reading