Tag: Mysteries

A new trail and a lucky escape

 

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27 January 2015

In the end I decided to carry on and walk down to the start of the Navigation to see how muddy it was. It would be handy to know in case I manage to go to Twford in the near future. A little forwarning is always handy and I could always take the road way back if need be but I’d rather not get half way along and have to turn back. Some fishermen looked up as I passed under the road bridge and I wondered how far along the Navigation I could get in the time available.   Continue reading A new trail and a lucky escape

a different perspective down by the river

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27 January 2015

The weekend had been a little light on the walking front. There was some Sunday retail therapy, when Commando treated me to a slap up lunch in Burger King. Not the most salubrious of establishments I admit but it did give me a different view of the Bargate. Monday was mostly about cooking.  As I had a date with Commando on Tuesday afternoon to take running photos as publicity for his London Marathon fundraising, I thought I’d better get my finger out in the morning and get a few miles in. The original plan had been to take a train to Shawford and have a wander around Twyford before walking back, possibly on the Navigation, mud permitting. This would have been an all day walk though so I had to have a rethink. Continue reading a different perspective down by the river

Botley Mills, the water that has passed

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18 Janaury 2015

The village of Botley grew up around a ford over the River Hamble surrounded by the beautiful Hamble Valley countryside. The water of the Hamble turned the mill wheels at Botley Flour Mills for many centuries. Part of my reason for walking the four and a half miles to Botley was to visit Botley Mills. Ok, so I’d got ever so slightly distracted by all the wonderful old buildings in the village, not to mention the church but, finally, I walked down Mill Hill to the mills. Continue reading Botley Mills, the water that has passed

The journey, not the destination

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18 January 2015

When I woke on Sunday morning I was expecting to see snow. My weather app had been full of snowflakes and a seventy per cent chance of the white stuff when I’d checked it the night before. The Yak Trax were in my beg ready and I’d drifted off to sleep thinking about good routes for snowy weather. Outside though, the garden was wet, the sky cloudy and grey and the fickle weather app had sun peeking out from behind little clouds. The disappointment of not being able to break out the Yak Trax was tempered by the prospect of a brand new walking route. Continue reading The journey, not the destination

Job hunting, walking and weirdos – first published 26 October 2012

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Oddballs, people who don’t quite fit in or seem, at first glance, a little strange are everywhere, I might even be considered as one of them. Without them the world would be a far less interesting place in my opinion. After all, the oddballs and weirdos are often the artists, poets, writers, inventors and the people who have ideas that change the world. Ok, so being odd isn’t always good and some weirdos are probably best avoided but a post from the end of October 2012 celebrated some of them. Continue reading Job hunting, walking and weirdos – first published 26 October 2012

Light and shade

Much colder than it looks
Much colder than it looks

27 & 28 Declener 2014

On Saturday I had to go back to work but consoled myself with a reminder that we were all allowed to go home two hours early so I’d only be working nine to five. Unfortunately this reminder put the Dolly Parton song in my head and it followed me all through the cold streets to the office. Winter appeared to have arevived  overnight and, although we had no snow, or even frost, the wind that kept me awake by trying to blow my house down was icy cold. The sunrise photo I took on the river made it look far warmer than it felt and, up on Horseshoe Bridge , even the bars of golden light shining through the struts couldn’t make me hang around to try for a decent photo. Continue reading Light and shade

some thoughts on human nature – first published 18 september 2012

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In September 2012 we turned into curtain twitching nosy neighbours when the police camped out in front of the house across the road for three days. It felt as if we were under surveillance and we had no idea what was going on. At the same time the slightly scatty but nice neighbour who lived there seemed to have disappeared and, after a spate of burglaries in the area, we were worried about her. When we found out what was really going on we were stunned and horrified.
Continue reading some thoughts on human nature – first published 18 september 2012

Echoes, ripples and connecting circles

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2 November 2014

This weekend was supposed to be the Walking Is Exercise Too! November walk. There were big plans for lots of miles. When I woke to the sound of rain dashing against the window and howling wind I revised them. There is only so much water a girl can take after all. After a lot of head scratching and some googling I decided to visit two local places that complete the circle of last weekend’s walk. Continue reading Echoes, ripples and connecting circles

Commando Senior’s last flight

Micheldever, the Bermuda Triangle of Hampshire - from Geograph.org by Colin Smith
Micheldever, the Bermuda Triangle of Hampshire – from Geograph.org by Colin Smith

27 October 2014

On Monday morning instead of my normal driving lesson we were taking a trip to Micheldever, the Bermuda Triangle of Hampshire. This little village on the northern outskirts of Winchester is the most difficult place on earth to actually find. The number of hours I’ve driven around in circles not finding it doesn’t bear thinking about. Continue reading Commando Senior’s last flight

A cat mystery – first published on 30 July 2012

She looks so innocent doesn't she?
She looks so innocent doesn’t she?

It’s been a tough job slowly looking through the posts from my, now defunct, Fatgirlslimblog, deciding what to keep and what to discard. It feels a little like spring cleaning with a big pile of junk and a smaller pile of things to keep. Sometimes it’s hard to decide which pile to put things in. The following post is one I knew was a keeper from the outset though. Continue reading A cat mystery – first published on 30 July 2012