The Manor House Monkton Combe Bath
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Thanks to the lovely @plaingoldband wending her way through America I was inspired to start this blog. The title is apposite. I love home, I love the sun streaming through the east window in the morning, I love the birds flitting across the window from hedgerow to hedgerow unconcerned by my presence. I love having the radio burbling in the background and being safe, secure and settled. But I have itchy feet. They have had a few random ...
... signs wishing you a happy new year! *big sigh* Sidenote: My video....is coming soon. Be prepared. But...I just wanted to remind you that the video quality may not be the best. Mainly because our camera is not exactly the best with video, and you could probably get more quality filmed with a pineapple. (I obviously exaggerated there) But I will leave you with that for this week! Have a good week, and goodbye from ...
... life, even with its thrift store level of quality. In fact I thrived with the challenge of “making do”, creating inspiring spaces out of not much at all. Even so, there was a certain compulsion to make these home spaces. I was incredibly speedy, often having a place both functional and decorated within 24 hours of arriving. In hindsight I can see how the powerful fear of chaos and filth was half the motivation.
Given my ...
... in the face of significant challenges,
especially those involving physical effort and great risk.
The birth of my first baby replayed some of this dynamic. I
had educated myself, boldly chosen a homebirth, and I had plenty of support. However,
somewhere in my reading I had picked up on potential problems occurring when a
woman is pressured to push prematurely, or out of synch with ...
... be a little more thoughtful. In the end I found the laundromat. I didn't have enough of the right sort of coins but managed to wrangle some by buying some food I did not want. I sat next to a very nice lady who had obviously had a very interesting life and had probably been brought up on the nicer side of the street. The fact she was now where she was suggested that money was not now so plentiful but she still had a natural grace about her. We chatted and she gave me some ...