9 November 2014
Sunday was about remembrance in more ways than one. It began with two minutes of silence and the Queen laying a wreath of poppies on the cenotaph in London. Of course we weren’t there, we were standing silently in the gym watching on TV and thinking of all those who gave their lives for our freedom. Continue reading Remembrance Sunday
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
It’s funny how history repeats itself. Just over two years ago we were scattering my lovely Mother In Law’s ashes on the little garden of her holiday home at Lulworth cove. This week we were doing the same thing in a different way with Commando Senior’s ashes. It’s not an enviable task but one we will all probably have to be involved in at some point in our lives and it has a beauty and serenity to it. Continue reading Climbing, Skimming, scattering – first published 1 September 2013