This perfect spot where I recharge my batteries, do pleasing house-wifely things; cook earthy food; meditate and play Scrabble. This is where I can reach the earth in my tiny but gorgeous garden with its rhododendrons and Welsh poppies, roses and delphiniums ...
This is a quick note because I was very kindly driven back in style from Seaford to High Wycombe in Kurt’s Aston Martin. The group thought it was such a hoot ...
Greetings from Seaford with its chalky cliffs, its pebbly beach, the beautiful Downs and multitudes of rabbits, hares and squirrels and the laziest, most laid back foxes I have ever seen ...
More ‘progress’ is on its way to my part of the world it seems, and Lusaka is sprawling south and west and making its way out into the bush – something that’s happened with every developing nation and every developing city and community ...