I have written about how I became a photographer, the type of work I had been doing before taking that leap into marriage, and moving from Tunbridge Wells to the coast in Rural Dorset. London had been on my doorstep, and my photography then was fashion, bands, film stills, events and dare I say some… Continue reading Back to basics in Black & White……….
Originally posted on Dreamynomads:
Folder containing drafts, much used red pen. In my last blog, on the dreamynomads site, I mention that I had finished my first draft on my book about our walk around the South West Coast path, and now onto the edit. I had to think about how I was going to…
Pins and Needles are two years old today. Happy Purrday boys. These two kitty cats are very much our family, and like in every family have very different personalities. There aren’t many things these two share apart from the same mother. But one thing they both seem too, is think their dogs. They both like… Continue reading The cats that think their ‘dogs’……….
Goodness just realised that its over three weeks since my last blog, there goes my promise to myself of once a week. I put it down to Easter with a trip back up to Tunbridge Wells to see family and friends, first day back down in Fairyland was our second wedding anniversary. Then Pins… Continue reading Sewing catch up……
Back from our trip to visit the little fishing hut down in the heart of rural France. Where I found out rural France shuts on Sundays and Mondays, and closes on the others days for ‘Midi’ lunch hour, more like lunch hour and half. First part of the trip out of St Malo was a… Continue reading The Little French Fishing Hut.
Yippee, off on holiday today, well I say a holiday it’s a week away in France. Hubby, before becoming hubby, lived in France where he spent five years renovating an old farmhouse. Once he finished he brought another place, with two others, then moved back to the UK. Move forward to now he has brought… Continue reading France, Fishing, Film photography….
Last week I did a half day workshop on how to make a couture jacket. Now you may be wondering why would someone living in rural Dorset, where I cannot even wear heels due to the uneven ground, Dorset hills and of course our Jurassic coast line, would go on such a workshop? The answer,… Continue reading My dressmaking story…….