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Searching for the words
This afternoon I judged the wordsearch competition. To be precise, I wrote the names of all the entrants on small pieces of paper, folded them, dropped them into my largest biscuit tin, put the lid on and shook. One winner will receive a copy of ‘Valletta and the Year...
An injection of positivity
Have had the booster. Mr B has had it too. Rumours of long queues, of chaos and cross words at the vaccination centre were more than slightly over-hyped. The process took an hour from being flagged down by a volunteer in high vis, to pulling out onto the road again in...
Holly, tinsel and a red frock.
Monday. It's a quiet day. To put it succinctly, I'm shattered. Yesterday, Mr B took me - (am still not driving for another two weeks and lifting hurts!) - to The Penrallt Hotel in Aberporth for their first ever Christmas Fayre. I spent the afternoon with my books,...
The new pup
Those of you who know me and Mr B even slightly will know what a huge slice of our hearts was filled with the ebullient presence(s) of the springer spaniels. They both died in lockdown - the first one. Jenny, our traumatised collie, joined the household, from a rescue...
Christmouse fair, fayre and fare
In the absence of an active publisher, my Stowaway mice need a little extra help. If you are local to West Wales - Carmarthenshire or Ceredigion do come along on Sunday afternoon, between 12 and 4, to the Christmas Fayre at the Penrallt Hotel in Aberporth. I've...
November news
It's been a long time, over half a year, but, before I attempt any kind of long-term recap, there are a few recent notable events I'd like to share.... Firstly, my publisher (of 'Valletta and the Year of Changes') has just ceased trading. This was a huge blow to my...