Motivation Monday – Declaring War on The War
My photography resolution for the next few weeks does not involve the camera. It’s a War on scanning. Me versus the black machine and a large pile of precious letters […]
My photography resolution for the next few weeks does not involve the camera. It’s a War on scanning. Me versus the black machine and a large pile of precious letters […]
From last week’s ‘my earliest baby photo‘, this week we’re taking a step forward a few years to those heady school days…….. 1974. Another miserably disappointing year for the eagerly […]
Oh poop. It’s here. At almost-45, I can’t really deny that I’m firmly entrenched in middle age. I mean, I literally did the maths. 45 x 2 = (oh crap) […]
Instagram is an awesome little bit of kit. In spite of the fact that we own a very expensive camera, I tend to find that I take the vast majority […]
It’s a new year, so time, thought I, to start a more regular series of posts to this family stories Blog. As you know by now, my obsession is the […]
Yesterday I began the traditional New Year clear-out. You know, the one where you use stealth to remove the toys and games which graced previous Christmas stockings but are no […]
Let’s go back to 1971 momentarily. I am an average 4 year old British girl, lover of all things pink, dolly-fashion-guru, and slightly shy, but since today is Christmas I […]
I’ve been itching to drag this photo out, so thanks to Tara at Sticky Fingers for giving me an excuse! It’s such a terrible picture, but still makes me laugh, […]
Brothers I have a brother. If I had been allowed to grow my hair long enough for pigtails as a child, he would most certainly have pulled them. Or at […]
I am smiling. For two very good reasons. 1. My littlest Little Man has just received his very first award for swimming. 5 whole metres. Get in there, son! 2. As […]
It is snowing. Big fat flakes of cotton wool. I have idyllic memories of sledging in the snow as a child. Is my memory dulled by years of Pinot Grigio […]
Sometimes you don’t need many words, just a picture to tell a story. Our family holidays always provide an opportunity to get the camera out, so here is one of […]
It is snowing. Big fat flakes of cotton wool. I have idyllic memories of sledging in the snow as a child. Is my memory dulled by years of Pinot Grigio […]
Ok, peeps, I am putting my foot down. Ouch. Now, I know that you understand the importance of a family memory. After all, you saved that picture of your little […]
God, I am such a liar. This is not my home. THAT, down there, is my home. This piece of eye-melting loveliness is my fantasy home. It is a place […]