The seconds move on. Each minute, hour, day, year. The seconds move on and part of me does not. The days are right, the calendar come round again; it could be six years gone. The love is still the same; the ache may fade and change and become scabbed but Continue reading …
The traditional yearly trip to Rochester Castle Continue reading
The yearly trip up to Chester, along with a visit to the wonderful city of Liverpool Continue reading
Having gone to Dover last year we found we missed our trip to Hastings that much we just had to return this year. So it was that Heather & I found ourselves negotiating the trains to the south coast rain. Continue reading
An overnight break in the once coastal town of Rye, with pretty buildings, a lovely pub and a castle Continue reading
Adulting: Ordering pizza because you realise every plate and dish needs washing and pizza doesn’t need plates, or cultery
Recently a member of WAY organised a trip to Bletchley Park, base of the World War 2 code breakers—probably best known in the public conscious as “the place Alan Turing built a computer to break the German Enigma”, almost none of which is true. A whole bunch of us turned Continue reading …
After and a we continued what Heather has decided to call the Winter of Lights with an after work trip to some Canary Wharf Winter Lights.