I cycled into town today to post a book. I love cycling, and I love autumn, at least when the weather is like it was today - drowsy and warm, and smelling of mown grass and earth. I cycled along the twittens (Sussex word for alleyways). The sun fell down through the trees and landed … Continue reading Autumn and the art of being human
Category: Autumn
To have and to hold?
After Disastrous Devon last May (involving an ambulance, a gallbladder and an early return home), we were holding out for Cornwall, in October. We aren't extravagant vacationers - we've had our fair share of adventures (and are planning a few more). But for now, a cottage, a view, a pile of books, is all really. … Continue reading To have and to hold?
Gold
The day is dark and November-heavy. There’s no milk. I search through the window for a breath of beauty but there isn’t any. It’s wet, and last week I left my umbrella in a John Lewis changing room. I went back but it'd gone and I was cross because it was a pretty one – … Continue reading Gold


