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First Day at Tatton

I’m up at a time before 6am, and Birmingham is awash with silent snow, clagging up roads, watering down paths, muting grey suburbia into a delight of white shapes. It’s also making taxi’s late. Two train, two hours twenty including …

Shops shutting down

During the summer I stayed on and off at my mum’s house, the house I grew up in. I began re-visiting old haunts, shops I used to kick around, estates I would hover on the edges of. I’ve spent two …

Breakfast Meeting and footsteps in the dark

I’m sitting eating cornflakes at my breakfast bar in the kitchen, the radio’s on loud because my washing machine ,which has a tendency to run away with itself, is rattling loudly for attention.  The door opens and my landlord walks …

The Flat I live in and other stories.

At the end of long lane, named after the cut of meat from a four legged animal, in the south of the city, there is a row of shops.  At the far left end  (if you are coming from the …

A summary of the last bit of the last year in preparation for an attempt at more blogging.

A lot has been happening since I stopped updating about my travels around the rural counties of the U.K. There were more travels, more stories told, until I couldn’t hold them anymore. I went to Jersey and swam in a …

30th September-Final Swim & The Drive Back

We are not up early, my hearts beating a little fast as I make my way to breakfast. Sticky eyes and a few remembered last moments of last night. My travelling companion is yet to surface. I have to go …

29th September-Last Date and pro plus

I wake up to sand in my bed, sea weed stuck to my feet, bits I brought home with me last night. I don’t have time to be swimming in the sea in the morning as I have an application …

28th September-I get in the sea..

My dreams are littered with swimming in the sea, getting up in time, the coldness of the water, the draw of it but the worry that my nervous heart will stop pumping. I wake up at 7.30am and cannot hear …

27th September…leaving Banff

We eat  breakfast and leave Banff with the sun shining. The lady who runs the B&B calls me a peculiar creature, aplogisies, then says she’ll be getting the flags out as we leave. I’m not entirely sure she’s joking. I …

26th September-Still No Swim

Much to both our surprises we managed to find a pub that was open until late last night. The streets were deserted by 10pm not a person could be seen, until I saw the flags of something up ahead, an …