House & Home...
Four years ago, almost to the day, our house was flooded following catastrophic rainfall.
Entrepreneurs are always looking for adversities since they know and understand that "one mans problem can become another man's blessings".
If you are looking for a FABULOUS hotel on the silver coast in Portugal, look no further!
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If dandelions were rare, we’d call them by their Latin name, Taraxacum officinale and pay big money for a single plant.
An awful lot of my posts seem to be about beer but as I’m married to a CAMRA member maybe that’s no surprise.
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We’ve finally given in to pester power, and got a puppy. Our sixteen-year old son Jeffrey researched breeds and breeders, saved up the eye-watering cost himself and, after a long wait, Alex the labrador/retriever arrived two weeks ago.
Sometimes you know it’s time to move on, no matter how big the wrench. We’ve been considering a move from Herefordshire for some time so last week put the house on the market.
It’ll be better for the children,’ the wife said. ‘Pembrokeshire's beautiful and has to have a better climate than at home – please, I love the house, let’s buy it.
For Sale Large Ground Floor Apartment In Cabo Roig, Near Torrevieja - Close To The Beach And Every Amenity
I am selling my apartment in Cabo Roig, near Torrevieja, Spain. Price €99950 £76508
Sitting in dappled shade eating juicy figs doesn’t have to be a treat reserved for your holiday in Greece or Italy. Forget the tasteless, unripe supermarket fruits, and grow your own. It’s really easy. Just be careful not to make your tree cry...
AirBnB is a relatively young company started in the US by a couple of young enterprising lads who wanted to travel and keep the costs down. They did this by staying with locals who opened their homes to them.
Summer is well and truly upon us now and here are some super photos from the gardens of our friends and my own. Hope you enjoy looking at the photos and agree how lovely they all are.
Time to declutter my clothes, I must do it, but can I really throw away my Jeff Banks jacket from 1970? Yes, you read that correctly, 1970. And it still fits!! But I will probably never wear it again. Is it time for eBay maybe? Then there are my Levi's from the same year. They don't fit. And goodness, a Laura Ashley full length dress. Too scared to try that on! I distinctly remember buying the dress from one of the first Laura Ashley shops that opened in Oxford in 1972.
The weather has just begun to warm up, the daffodils and forsythia have just about flowered (although they seem very late this year) and I have just begun a spring clear out. This is a prelude to the spring clean. And for which, there is a reason.
Me? Get scammed? Behave yourself! A cynical old ex-journalist who knows all about due diligence? Who's done hard selling and studied the psychology of selling? Never!
My four young children were growing up (far too quickly as far as I was concerned), but then comes a moment: a moment that makes you stop and think. Perhaps they are appreciating living in the countryside after all? The link between us humans and those other living beings is not so tenuous after all?
We lived halfway between Hereford and Ross-on-Wye ('in the middle of nowhere' as far as the children were concerned). The two older children were bussed into Hereford every school day and, consequently, did not have the opportunity to see much of their friends outside school hours during their first few months at senior school. Well, I knew that countryside life would be a big bonus for them as far as their future memories were concerned, but totally depriving them of their friends company except during school hours would have been too much of an imposition (having children brings back memories for all parents – no matter from how long ago).
Our countryside building renovation project was in full swing. I had taken the biggest gamble of my life. I had given up on my big-money job in London, uprooted my family and moved them (all six of us) to the quiet, idyllic county of Herefordshire (one of only three areas in the whole of the British Isles to be officially classified as 'An Area of Peace and Tranquillity'). And boy did our little David affect our peace and tranquillity on one (un)fateful day.
Gardening - The Joy of Planting, Including Clematis, Calistemen And Ferns. Not Forgetting Watching Birds Feed.
First of all before I start my article I must say that any link between me and a gardener is pure fiction.
I was awakened this morning just before five – not by those occasionally rude word soldiers barking orders, but by a gentler muse whispering in my ear. Nevertheless, before too long, words like licorice allsorts, vacuum cleaners and old age began battering my brain. My head became a frantically busy thoroughfare in rush hour, until I metaphorically raised my hand like a traffic cop. STOP! I cried. Re-assembling the words in some sort of sane order, I had my piece for today. The licorice allsorts will have to await another time!
I've been asked to write a post about being an ex-pat, but where to begin is the dilemma because there are so many areas to talk about, but for this post I will do a broad brush, but would be more than happy to cover other areas in the future - if you'll have me back!
Florists, one of the success stories on the High Street or online. Flowers are so well received for all occasions. Happy or sad, they brighten up ones day and can ease the pain or make one jump for joy. Flowers are so good for mental and physical well being, don't you think?