In The Time of the Skylark – Bluebells (5)

My Dearest Boy, Another week has passed by so quickly.  Your Mummy has a folder of all the colouring, writing and crafting you have been doing.  Daddy has sent me videos of you riding your scooter; eating sweetcorn and chocolate (not together) and looking for Nana’s house on a map.  My time seems to be filled…

“GOODBYE BLUEBELL” – A Wander around Landpark Wood

  Frequently my mind needs a disciplined trudge along centuries-old byways, with a feeling of connection to those who have trodden the path before me and a satisfaction at ticking off the miles.  Oftentimes, however, my soul needs a wander. I usually visit the bluebell woods at Flitwick each Spring.  This year I took a short drive out…

The Magic May Tree: A walk around Warden Hills, Galley Hill and Lilley

  When I was a child my Nana kept a book at her house in Dalton Street, St Albans which had belonged to my Mum and Auntie as infants.  This cherished book was called “The Magic May Tree”.  Walking on this  magnificent May Day I was reminded in so many ways of the glorious fantasyland of the book.  The gingham-clad,…