Category Archives: holiday
There is a possibility I might have magical powers…
To set the scene, It’s day 3 of our South Downs Way (SDW) walk and we’re due to walk 28km. Day 2 we’d walked 23km and by the 20km mark my shoulders and hips hurt so much from my rucksack … Continue reading
What the hell was that?! A week walking the South Downs Way
My plan to post daily on our South Downs Way walk failed because…well, All The Things 🤦🏼♀️ First: By almost the end of Day Two I didn’t see how I was going to get to the end of Day Two, … Continue reading
What type of fun is this?
Swearing imminent. You’ve been warned. Oh fuck, oh fuck oh FUCKITY FUCK. Oh fuck a duck. What have I agreed to do? Tomorrow morning we get on a bus, then a train, then another train, all the way to Winchester. … Continue reading
Hiking with a twist: Because why not add another challenge?
I thought that walking was what English people do and hiking is what Americans do. But it turns out that’s not quite right. According to Ordnance Survey (and they should know, right?): …. A simple distinction between hiking and walking … Continue reading
Pumpkin Pog and Bony Tony go on an adventure
Last week I broke the tin opener. It fell into five separate parts while opening a tin of tuna. Then the hoover went bang. Literally. Hetty’s motor joined the big clean up party in the sky. RIP Hetty. At that … Continue reading
Hello again, Ithaca
If you scroll waaaay back on this blog you’ll find posts from holidays in Ithaca. Mum and Dad have been going for 17 years. Sometimes I tagged along, sometimes we all did. We are lucky in some ways that the … Continue reading
A different Tuesday
I work online. Mr R mostly works online. Remote working. We thought it would be interesting to see how remote we could make working in the UK, so last Friday, we drove to Sennen Cove, which I think counts as … Continue reading
Snacking on my eyeballs
I did it! I did the camping! And I am never, ever camping in a tent again… Don’t get me wrong: I loved the outside-ness of it. I loved the chance to explore somewhere new. I loved cooking on a … Continue reading
Bank holiday adventuring
In my ‘committed spinster with a cat and (slightly out of control) crochet habit’ days my weekends consisted of…well, crochet; usually with the company of Norman cat, late night TV or Radio 4, lunch at Mum and Dad’s with my … Continue reading
An uneventful week away…
Last week we went to Cornwall; me, Mr R, the boys (2×2 legs, 1×4 legs) and Nanna and Pops. (Nanna and Pops stayed in the house next door to save their sanity). 20 minutes after arriving Percy hurtled upstairs into … Continue reading
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