Monthly Archives: August 2013

wanderings in worcestershire

As I’d been stitching away and had a super productive week I decided it was time to take a few days off and go on a little adventure around Worcestershire. It’s hay-making time and the countryside is alive with the sounds of tractors and general activity so I ambled off on my bike and across the bridleways in search of some peace and beautiful views. I’m still amazed by all the different greens of the English countryside…it’s like walking over velvet with the sun shining on it and the smells are so evocative..that feeling of having landed and coming home.


victorian piers and crazy swimmers

I thought I was spending a weekend in London until I remembered it was Cowes week and as the sun was shining the Isle of Wight was beckoning. So off we sped to Lymington, jumped on the ferry and made it just in time to hitch a ride on the boats and join the party in the wharf.



The next day, somewhat cloudy headed, we ended up on the other side of the island at Sandown Bay by the wonderful Victorian pier. Amazing…it just happened to be the day of the annual Sandown to Shanklin sea swim. Clearly a huge event in the Cowes week calendar when the SERIOUS swimmers get together and race 2 miles from pier to pier..against the current! Lost in a spectacular crowd of red & yellow swimming caps and enthusiastic holiday makers I felt like we’d stepped onto the set of a mid-century movie. What a brilliantly British scene..brightly coloured beach huts, stripy deckchairs, swimming caps and the ever present windbreak. Love it! 




country living

It’s turning out to be the best summer ever and I’m consuming the English countryside – these are the days when I feel totally in the present and don’t want to be anywhere else.  I remember the times when I was sweltering in the African heat and longing to return to our green and pleasant land. No wonder the Indian Maharajas chose to holiday over here – when the weather’s fine, it’s beautiful. I love the views from our village…acres of rolling green hills, golden cornfields and meadows of flowering blue linseed. Here’s a glimpse of village out for ‘Lover’s Orchard’, my favourite little place.