Festivities but a memory

Goes quick, doesn't it? But, with just a little effort - a short(ish), bracing early morning climb up Shropshire's Wrekin - you can make the rocket-propelled festive rocket ship that is Christmas Day just a little more memorable. No better time than the golden hour.

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Poor little frog

Last Sunday, I played photographer, instead of athlete. This is in part because - and as my aching legs from yesterday's fifty-six mile bike ride will testify - I'm not an athlete. So, instead of running the 13.1 miles of the challenging Birmingham half marathon, I took to the sidelines. And spotted Kermit. Clearly not relishing the … Continue reading Poor little frog

The in-between time

We're in that odd, ethereal, in-between time. Christmas is over. The last scraps of turkey gratefully departed, trees and decorations in danger of making their way back into forced hibernation. Friends, family and gatherings temporarily on hold until New Years Eve. Work, for many of us, remains paused and seemingly further away and less important … Continue reading The in-between time