We live in a country lane. Surrounded by fields. Birdsong interrupted with sheep bleating, cows grumbling and horses snorting. Why then is the grass always greener elsewhere? Would wistful Winchester be the ideal bolthole?
Monday, 29 October 2012
Wednesday, 13 June 2012
Well - where did those last weeks go - in a blur of GCSE's, home improvements, homecomings of our Gap traveller - but here I are again with a few memories of our lovely surroundings - from glorious Spring sunshine to miserable early Summer rain - but hopefully our heatwave is coming soon ...........