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Having shared breakfast with our house guests – seen them on their way – we sat for half hour with a coffee, but I quickly got itchy feet and, as Annabel wanted to have a lazy Sunday, I decided to head down to the Watercress, Midhants Steam Railway. Annabel kindly agreed to drop me off,…

If God was having a bath at 3 o’clock this morning, he obviously emptied the entire contents over Oakhanger – biblical floods of water poured from the sky, and I wondered what rivers and swamps we would be waking up to in the fields outside the house – and if we would have power…. Our…

I mentioned yesterday the miltary base that surrounds Oakhanger – I never get tired of the abnormality of walking out of the house where we are staying, to find a chocolate box village green, homely rose covered cottages, tall oak trees, contrasting with the monsters of the large white domes towering above them. Oakhanger is…

First real test of working remotely and keeping customers happy. Storm Ciarán hit Hampshire and her aggravated stormy hand swiped out the power to our side of the village of Oakhanger – this meant no broadband for us – in context a minor frustration, though of course – today – a lot of customers decided…

With storm Ciarán on its way up the south coast, today saw us getting everything as ready as possible to reassure the dogs with us, and make sure we could limit our travels over the next few days. A morning walk was very much about communication as chilled out red lab sulked at the disappearance…

Tuesday in Oakhanger, and we’ve been introduced to our new charges – a beautiful red lab, and a jack russel that has a turn of speed and jump that would give Motorcross a decent race – we have spent the day building friendships and trust so they get used to our presence over the next…

Car loaded – final coffee with Annabel’s sister in her Dunbar sport shop, and the A1 south to Oakhanger in Hampshire. By chance my parents had come up to Houghton-Le-Spring so we agreed a rendezvous at Lumley Castle, which fitted perfectly into our lunchtime needs. This castle with origins in 1388 as a manor house…

A short post today as we prepared to say farewell to Dunbar and Annabel’s family, including the Australian contingent. So Sunday morning found us packing, and sorting ready to load – stuff – stack – the car with our worldy belongings, ready for the 8 hour journey south on the next day. The afternoon, –…

Fair to say it was a day when the child came out – physically as I entertained Annabel’s 4 year old nephew on the soft play frames – and mentally as I took a childish – let’s get wet opportunity – all for a photo – we must suffer for our art. Waking up with…

Lunchtime, and I found myself ambling down to Dunbar harbour as I chatted to a friend from Liskeard on the phone. Whipped up by the Autumn winds, the North sea was venemously smashing waves over Meikel Spiker, Scart Rock and Lawrie’s Den; the spectacle of white breakers racing into the shore line, and then breaking…