Mrs May needs to deliver a Hard Brexit for the likes of Gove and Johnson and their non-doms paymasters and a Soft Brexit for the majority of people who voted … Continue reading Irish debacle ? Nah.
No Deal ? WTF ?
OK, so you’re bored with Brexit. I get it. So am I. But what do they mean by No Deal ? I mean in a kind of normal, day to day … Continue reading No Deal ? WTF ?
My country was attacked, again.
As have other countries. I phoned home at the crack of dawn to find out if my family was ok. They might have been celebrating on the Promenade of The … Continue reading My country was attacked, again.
My British children: no guarantees
My having British children, now almost grown up, does not guarantee my rights to stay in the UK after we leave the EU any more than being married to a … Continue reading My British children: no guarantees
Hiding under the mist
It’s been a strange time since July. Unsettling. There seems to be clouds surrounding me, the sun wants to come out but it’s hidden away by millions of droplets of … Continue reading Hiding under the mist
Vive la revolution?
British people don’t do revolution, have been told for years. Well, this sure feels like a revolution, in an English kind of way. Theresa May maybe, but what next?
Window onto a Spring evening
Evening walks around the hills of West Dorset open windows onto valleys and further hills, bluebells swaying gently in the wind, catching the last light of the setting sun…
A Dorset Year
My new cooperation with Maddie Grigg on her latest blog, A Dorset Year.
Frost, at last
At last the ground was frozen this morning. Crisp crunchy sounds with every step and a feast of tiny crystal flakes of different shapes and sizes popped up here, there and everywhere.
Hunting pink in my village
Never mind the rain, when the local hunt meet in the village all gather and life goes on.