There is nothing more precious to me than hearing my grandson from behind the door saying “G’anny” when I ring the doorbell and then seeing that beautiful little face lit up with a smile. And a cuddle follows close behind βΊβΊπ
This is a piece I’m sharing from another blogger. Its incredibly poignant and shares a glimpse into the lives of people during this awful pandemic. I’d recommend clicking through to her blog to see the whole piece it’s so beautiful, albeit really emotional.
I left this comment onthe writers article…..”Wow, what an incredible piece, so poignant and emotional. I’m in tears. As a Granny myself, the image of the grandmother hugging her granddaughter really tugged at my heart. I’d have been devastated if unable to see my grandson. As it is I didn’t see him for 7 weeks during the 1st lockdown. I also so felt for the young man watching his grandmother’s funeral.”
I have previously written an article to talk about an exhibition depicting lockdown experiences in Britian. These pictures from the online Hold Still exhibition at the National Portrait Gallery provide a very touching narrative of the lockdown. I wrote an article setting out my favourite pictures from the exhibition. In this article, I have selected [β¦]
I really miss watching the sunrise on the coast. Sunrise is always lovely but when you’re living in a town or city, the view could be obstructed. I’m usually based in towns in the countryside and my routine doesn’t allow me to get out, so when I’m back at my base I try to get out every day.
I’m hoping there’s good weather on Sunday and I get a repeat of this βΊβΊ
Okay so it’s not actually Friday but it sounds good ππ Frosty Tuesday doesn’t quite sound the same.
But…..look at this!! I thought this leaf looked like an origami creation.
Frosty origami
It’s a beautiful blue sky day in the Mendip Hills and I’m hoping that the fog doesn’t come in before I go on my break at 2.45pm….but I’m not holding my breath.
If you have a magnifying glass, you’ll be able to see the deer π¦π¦
Yesterday also started off as a blue sky day but by the time I went on my break at 12.30pm….this is what I had to contend with.
Foggy days in the Mendip Hills
Mind you I don’t mind foggy days, they have their own beauty, but I would love to see some more clear skies.
I finished knitting this little matinee jacket for my soon to be born grandson πβΊ
balls of wool and a set of needles An intricate pattern Making progress 5 pieces completedThey all come together And it’s done πππΆπ»
6 weeks before he was born I completed the jacket. This little item was one of many little cardigans and jackets I knitted for his layette. I love knitting and it was such a joy to prepare these little items for him.
When my daughter was a baby, I knitted a full set of dress, jacket and bootees in green, using the same pattern. Continuity. I’ve still got the set in storage.
And continuing with the same pattern, I knitted a blanket for my daughter. It was meant to have been knitted while she was in labour, but as it turned out, the birth went very differently to what we anticipated and I participated in his birth right from the first contractions till he took his first breath.
And so the blanket took a tad longer than expected….like 18 months longer. But eventually it was done
And its done π
It’s now being used for when he goes out in his pram
I enjoyed reading this article and thought I’d share it with you. I love the concept and applaud those farmers and crafters taking part. Hope it takes off across the UK
I’ve had some amazing walks the last few years since moving to the east coast. The scenery along the Thanet coastline is really beautiful, especially at sunrise on a clear day, and then sunset. You can catch a gorgeous sunrise from Broadstairs or Ramsgate, and if it’s a good day, an equally gorgeous sunset from Pegwell Bay or Margate. I’ve been known to rush over to Margate to catch the sunset or a quick walk to the cliffs above Pegwell Bay.
Sunrise in Broadstairs Sunset over Pegwell Bay
I’ve always loved walking. As a young girl, in my 20s’ when I lived in Hillbrow Johannesburg, I used to spend the whole of Sundays just walking around the suburbs for hours on end. I used to walk to work every day, up the hill and down the other side….right up until I was 8 months pregnant, and then my boss wouldn’t allow me to walk anymore and insisted one of the staff take me home by car and collect me the next day.
I lost my walking after my daughter was born and my husband bought me a car. By then it wasn’t that safe to walk alone anyway and I got lazy.
When I arrived in the UK, my love of walking was reignited. I lived in Dublin, Rep. Of Ireland for 6 months and my sister, brother-in-law and I used to walk everywhere, especially on weekends when we’d head out to DΓΊn Laoghaire or Glendalough and the Wicklow mountains. In fact we travelled to so many places, I’ve quite forgotten all but the most memorable. I do remember though being able to walk home from Dublin to Monkstown late at night and never feel unsafe….and my love walking, freedom really, was reborn.
I remember one weekend when we walked across country from Waterford city to PassageEast in the County of Waterford, took the ferry across the River Barrow to Ballyhack Lower in County Wexford, then walked to Arthurstown and onto Duncannon…and in reverse the next day. One of the many fun excursions from my 6 months there.
A walk across country in Rep. Of Ireland
On most of my overseas trips since, I’ve invariably planned a 10 day stayΒ and walked….everywhere, and included a day trip to another destination. When I visited Venice I literally walked around all the accessible islands and usually started at 8am and walked till late at night exploring every nook and cranny. Actually, after Ireland, Venice was my very first trip to Europe and albeit terrified, I loved every minute.
I’ve since walked 80%+ of the streets in the City of London….much of my free time was spent exploring every court, lane and street, and I walked a fair amount of the City of Westminster too. When we still lived in Richmond, I often walked along the Thames riverbank, either downstream to Kew Gardens or upstream to Kingston and even Hampton Court. Even in the snow π
When we moved to Broadstairs we used to walk along the beach to Ramsgate. I always thought it was quite far, but its actually only just over 3kms. Now that I frequently walk in excess of 20kms and occasionally as much as 35kms, it seems absurd that I thought 3kms was far ππ
During my last stay, I walked along the beach from Ramsgate to Stone Bay and back, and one morning I enjoyed a sunrise walk to Viking Bay…of course I stopped off at The Old Bake House and bought a take-away coffee and my favourite pastry; an almond croissant then sat on a bench on the promenade to enjoy my treat.
Breakfast from The Old Bake House in Broadstairs
Its such a stunning section of the coast and offers much of interest to see. Stretch your legs and walk to Margate… fantastic route, especially along the beach.
No hardship walking in this environment
A few weeks ago I decided to walk to Sandwich (for the 3rd time) in order to increase my mileage for the Conqueror 2020 Challenge.Β Somewhere along the way I hatched the insane idea of walking the whole of the English coastline….I know…bring on the strait jacket. I blame it on the moon π€π€π€ I’ve walked as far as Dover so far. Of course Covid-19 has held back my horizons, but I’m hoping to get out more frequently in 2021.
Crossing the White Cliffs of Dover
I love walking and one of the benefits of my job is that I get to travel all over England, often times to places I’d never heard of…and then I walk…
Old disused railway line in Lewes
But my walking got a real sense of seriousness when I started training for the Portuguese Camino in 2017, and started following the #walk1000miles challenge in 2016. That really got me going. I struggled at first to get into walking daily, bought my first pair of walking poles (still have them π), a decent pair of walking shoes (asics) and I’ve never looked back, now I find it difficult to not get out for a walk on a daily basis and get quite tetchy if my walking is interrupted ….π
274kms for November πππ 48 kms more than October. Getting closer to my target of 2020km, but the days are rapidly declining …with only 29 days left this year and 317.9kms to go….and as they frequently remind me…I have to up my game. π
#walk1000miles
But I have achieved my original goal of 1600kms/1000 miles. Hoorah πππΆπ»ββοΈ
Places I’ve walked in November:
Sunrise walk Ramsgate to Broadstairs Lots of Ramsgate beach excursions Ramsgate to Pegwell Bay for sunset Ramsgate to Pegwell Bay / Sandwich Bay Nature Reserve Temple – LondonTemple – LondonShepton Mallet- Somerset Shepton Mallet- SomersetShepton Mallet- Somerset
As for December….my kms will have to be a final push of 317.9kms to reach my target….so, I’m guessing the week between Christmas and Old Year’s Eve when I’m off work, will see lots of sunrise walks and full day marching along the east coast of England ππππΆπ»ββοΈπΆπ»ββοΈπΆπ»ββοΈπΆπ»ββοΈ
During one of my brief stays this month, I took the boobee to the beach. He had loads of fun and Granny got to do some nimble hops, skips and jumps across the rocks as he bounded along looking for puddles. All very well for him with his wellies, but I really didn’t want to get my shoes wet, so I had to do some fancy footwork to keep up with him and not wet my shoes. All went well, he kept his balance, running nimbly across the rocks like a wee goat, and then he decided to return to his earlier puddle that had lots of water and made lovely splashes….and then just as he was walking away….he reversed and sat down!!!! In the puddle π€ͺπ€ͺπ€ͺπ€ͺ OMG I laughed so much. He’s a minx.
π€£π€£π€£π€£ I don’t think he was expecting it to be cold…His Peppa Pig wellies He loves to collect things….a bit like his Granny ππ
He does this thing lately where he throws himself backwards and onto his bottom…lovely game…except in puddles. Fortunately we had a change of clothes (except spare socks and shoes) in his backpack and after he’d run around and splashed in more puddles, I carted him off the beach under my arm to the sidewalk where I managed to change his clothes while holding him up in the air….there was nowhere to sit, and coz he didn’t have spare shoes I couldn’t stand him on the ground. I phoned his parents after that to rescue us….he’s a right character. And although I’m quite fit, keeping up with a nearly 2 year old is a different ballgame…
I do love being a Granny and would love to have more time with him…
So thankfully I start a new assignment today. I was beginning to panic just a bit.
But the agency finally came through and I’m on my way to Somerset to a town called Shepton-Malett, which to my delight is a Domesday Book town.
I’m looking forward to exploring ππ
Unfortunately it means that I can’t get out for sunrise walks for the next 2 weeks, so I made sure I got out this morning….and it was stunning. A gorgeous day for walking with clear skies and mild temperatures.
Spectacular lightshow at 06.45amStunning colours reflecting on the wavesGood morning sun π
I walked as far as Dumpton Gap and back to the harbour chasing the incoming tide.
The tide was well in at Dumpton Gap
As with yesterday’s walk I collected 6 big pieces of trash that would otherwise have ended up in the ocean.
Besides these, I picked up a big plastic container and 2 other water bottles
I’m going to have to get back to carrying bags and gloves with me again…there was so much more I could have picked up but no means of carrying the stuff πππ
From yesterday
I was also attacked by a bloody dog again that despite the owner trying to grab the damn thing, jumped up and tried to get to my face. It took the owner a good few minutes to get the dog on a leash. My verbal commentary was not very polite. I truly wish people who own dogs would just train the damn animals. Thankfully it was a spaniel so not very big or my face would have been slashed. As it is I could smell its breath it came that close π π π π I did manage to wallop the animal with my stick which gave it pause, but as soon as I moved it went for me again.
Ultimately I managed to move off without much more than my trousers muddied. But seriously….
The tide really does encroach pretty quickly, which cut off part of my route along the beach.
On my way out I walked over this concrete slab.. a bit cut off on the way back…π€ͺπ€ͺ thanks be for the promenade
A lucky morning; I found a real bounty of coloured and white glass pieces on the beach. Yesterday yielded only 2 pieces, today I found loads, especially of the dark green glass that is so beautiful.
I really do love that houseβ¦the views of the sunrise must be amazingI cannot resist taking a photo every few minutes, it just is so beautiful. I love how the colours reflect off the waves on the beachI saw another dead shark/dog fish on the beach, a tiny baby this time ππ I do wonder what is killing themβ¦probably the pollution
A magical walk and I’m so glad I made the effort. My kms are adding up, and the deficit going down πΆπ»ββοΈπΆπ»ββοΈπΆπ»ββοΈπππ
After such a beautiful morning at the coast, clear skies and mild weather, imagine my surprise as we approached Canterbury on the train….the countryside is heavy with mist…looks amazing and I was wishing I had the time to jump off the train and take photos
A complete contrast to Ramsgate…not that far away.Totally spooky π»π»
My next post will be from Somerset. I’m looking forward to exploring a new town.
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