I rather like that quote. Very much appropriate on the night before the children go back to school after the holidays and the place is littered with mismatched socks, the wrong coats, and solitary tr...
The thing about spring is it’s just so tasty. Admit it. You’ve looked at fresh spring grass and thought you’d like to take a bite, haven’t you? You haven’t, have you. It...
Therapeutic baking. The other day I stood in the little front garden of this new house and pulled out the weeds that were choking the crocuses and dwarf narcissi. The smell of fresh earth hit me and ...
In spring, a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love. Being a gardening blogger (albeit one with a blogging habit a little like my gardening habit, ie leave everything in autumn, fo...
New year, new life, new house, new attitude. I’m going to finish my book. I’ve spent since July thinking about it, and it’s time to get the rewrites done and start resubmitting it t...
We’re in the new house. And look, everyone is happy. Hooray. Here’s to 2012 and all it brings. Have a lovely Christmas.
There isn’t an easy way to say hey guess what we’re getting divorced and my ex has moved to Canada and I’m here with four children and a dog and a cat and a tank full of blooming tr...
I’m on my way back. It’s been a long old summer, with lots of changes for everyone, but I think I have found myself again in all of it. Have a lovely weekend, and I’ll be back with ...
It’s almost time. All over the world, people are starting to think about National Novel Writing Month, aka NaNoWriMo. Last November I started a book and wrote 50,000 words in one month. Scary s...
Apart from the first photo, which was taken by my lovely friend Elly, photographer extraordinaire and member of the Bourne Borderers Morris side, the rest of these are just camera snaps. But it was s...
Well, after a long hiatus I guess maybe it’s time to dust off my blogging boots and say a huge big thank you to everyone who nominated Tales from the Village to win the MAD awards best photogra...
A broken laptop has meant an enforced break from the online world. It’s been quite peaceful, in a strange way. I hadn’t realised to what extent my fondness for Twitter and Facebook fed my...
Drinking gin and eating apples. Watching the world go by. Reliving my student days with a weekend away with friends I hadn’t seen for fifteen years, and staying up talking until 6am. Visiting a...
(excuse me for a moment whilst I am unBritish and, er, stuff) 1 tales from the village 2 Life and style: Allotment blog | guardian.co.uk 3 The Patient Gardener’s Weblog 4 Ryan’s garden 5 ...
Cor, it’s Friday. Don’t know how that happened. I spent a day and a half manning the tea stall at the school sports day along with various other lovely people. I met a couple of friends f...
I’d love to pepper this post with photographs from this year’s Cybermummy 11 blogging conference, but unfortunately before my talk I was too nervous to take any, and afterwards I left the...
Going to London again, this time to talk at the UK conference for bloggers. Exciting stuff. I’m going to be talking about how writing my blog helped my book to reach the top of the Authonomy ch...
Sitting in the garden, reading about Canadian culture. We’re going to be living there, so I want to know everything I can about the place. I know right now there are several people I love readi...
It’s another cup of tea post. It’s a very British thing, weather. A drought was announced, causing huge problems for farmers across the south of England, and it then proceeded to pour wit...
Charlotte asked a question in response to my bits and bobs post last week: How long do you have before you leave, and how long is your bucket list? I’ve been meaning to ask this ever since you ...
This book arrived in the post this morning – Pattern, by Orla Kiely. It’s gorgeous, inside and out. I’ve been dying to get my hands on it and it is just as beautiful as I’d ho...
I’ve talked before about how much I love the Scottish Highlands. Even with skies grey with thunderclouds, just escaping from the stress of selling our house made it the perfect holiday. And if ...
It’s a cup of tea sort of post, this one. Go and put the kettle on, I’ll wait. Right then. It’s all a bit manic around here at the moment. Still finalising details of our move, but ...
I have been tagged by lovely Josie at Sleep is for the Weak to help spread the word and get people to sign the petition for Save the Children here. Here’s how it works… 1) Get your child to either dr...
(cut and pasted in a virtuous, straight from my laptop fashion!) Congratulations to commenter no 44, Muddling Along. And thank you all for the billions of comments, which were really lovely and I pro...
I have a strange sort of pre-Canada bucket list going on. I keep thinking of things I want to do before we go (yes, I know, it’s not far away and we can come back, but still). So on Saturday I ...
Tales from the Village is one year old this weekend, and it’s been a really lovely year for me. The title I chose was a bit of a misnomer, really, because it’s more tales from my garden. ...
4 bedrooms, detached, in desirable village in North Bucks, midway between Oxford and Milton Keynes. Within the Royal Latin school catchment, complete with 100 foot garden. Famous as the setting for T...
A tour around our English garden, complete with, er, commentary (aka ramblings). I’ve recorded this for posterity, because we’ve spent seven years on this garden and now we’re headi...
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