After the last few weeks of packing in as much as possible with Hazel (I think there were only 3 days that we got up after 730) I decided... Continue reading »
My wake-up call on Saturday morning came from the nibbling sound of what turned out to be 2 little mice in my bungalow. I´m glad th... Continue reading »
Xela is often described as being akin to an grim industrial town in the north of England, which is maybe why I felt so at home in Xe... Continue reading »