What next?

After Fidd died I felt weightless for a while; untethered. I thought about locking up the house, leaving my job and going away to the other side of the planet. I had a tempting invitation to South Africa, to visit one of my oldest friends, and then I wondered about Australia, where I have many … Continue reading What next?

Floored

The first part of this year has been all about the floors inside Number 2 (which is soon to cease being Number 2, as we have applied to have the two houses recategorised as one). As modelled by my furry assistant, Mr Monty, and in some of the other pictures, you can see the challenges … Continue reading Floored