The Sound Of Christmas Silence

Every year, either on Christmas Day or Boxing Day, I wrap up well and head outdoors, to listen to the absence of everyone. This year it was easy. Instead of going back to visit my Ma as is traditional, I’ve spent it in York. Her pipes are frozen (I mean that literally, not indelicately) and her house is on emergency … Read More

Digging myself out…

…after a week of being snowed under. In both senses. Snapped hurriedly as I crunched my way to work this morning. Note: it hasn’t snowed since Wednesday. It’s very cold. ********** In other news, despite my recent uncertainty and hand-wringing…it seems I *do* have a travel blog. Well, that’s me told. (And by the best, too. Consider me floored).