Coming Down the Mountain March-April 2018

I’m back in the UK now, just going back over what I’d written before we left the Chalet, shame not … More

One Thing After Another – Dec 2017

The morning we arrived back in Sallachy we’d got up and gone to work with Irene, we’d finally get our … More

It had rained so heavily the night before it had woken us both. There is something soothing and comforting about … More

Blackpool had been cold and depressing and to be honest as we rolled out of town it was a relief … More

There has been quite a lot happened since I wrote this piece but its part of the journey and wanted … More

London had been busy, I had been really happy there catching up with people dear to me. I had played … More

I arrived at Liverpool street at 5pm rush hour, as I walked towards the gate along the platform I could … More

We’d finished a seven hour deep clean, we’d been up since 6am for an early breakfast to see off a … More

I’m sat in a little Tabac bar in the tiny French village of Montriond, called the Marmotte D’or. It’s … More

Things have settled down into a routine, that being, we are routinely tired. Though the high tide of anxiety and … More

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