passionate about hiking
Ever since we returned to Devil’s Bridge last week, something has been bothering me. Maybe I should explain, and I could be wrong of course, but what’s been niggling me is the discovery of a body at the bottom of … Continued
Romantic candlelit dinners, red roses and chocolate have become rather clichéd over the years. Harri clearly thinks so because our eighth Valentine’s Day passed without the whisper of even a heart-shaped malteser. Instead, he announced, he would be taking me … Continued
Sometime towards the middle of last year (around the time I started mentioning the dreaded C word), Harri joked that we could avoid the whole festive season if we booked into a Travelodge for the duration. He’d been reading a … Continued
My middle daughter once brought a book home from school about the fight to save Capel Celyn in North Wales. I couldn’t read the words as it was written in Welsh but I recall being riveted by the haunting … Continued
