Silent Sunday

The Gallery: Have Bags, Will Travel

I love to travel. Love. It. At least, I did, when I was on my own…or with the Hubs. Then, we had babies. Traveling with babies can be like traversing the 6th level of hell, especially with babies that are slaves to routine. And, let’s face it, you can’t throw a handful of clothes in [Read On]

Silent Sunday

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Wordless Wednesday – A Day out in Fishguard

The joy of living abroad

Walking through the marina in Swansea this weekend, the Hubs commented that on our next trip there, we’d need to get on the water – take one of the boat excursions offered in the area. Boo looked at him and said “MY first boat ride was in Paris”. Yeah. How cool is that?

Sure, it rains a lot….

Wales, like the Seattle area, is very green. That’s because it typically rains. A lot. But when the rain stops, and the sun comes out? Beautiful. [Caveat: In general, my thoughts about the Washington State area was that, when you get that much rain, ANY day that its not raining, its beautiful. This is ALSO [Read On]

Stormin’ the castle….

Today we took in yet another Welsh castle ruins. This one also had a recently restored manor house on the grounds. It was a beautiful sunny day, with a light breeze, and we were intent on enjoying every minute of it. I think my husband is intent on exploring EVERY castle within driving distance. It [Read On]

Langland Bay

Last week  was “Healthy Week” at Hay School, and the kids participated in all kinds of athletic activities – Monday was Sports Day, and everyone from Reception to Year 6 participated in races and competitons. Tuesday saw the captain of the England Blind Football Team come to work with the kids (blindfolded) and the local karate [Read On]

Under the Big Top

The arrival of Hay Festival means more than just literary giants, economists, philosophers and politicians – it also marks the arrival of Gifford’s Circus!  Gifford’s Circus is a magical, old-time travelling tent circus  – a traditional English circus, I’m told. The costumes evoke the glamour of the 1930’s, and the close confines mean you see a true [Read On]

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