Jennie Finch on the seafront at Saltburn.
One of the most striking things about the house was the number of birds co-habiting our little acreage. We picked our way past piles of boxes to open the back door and the bird song barely hesitated. It was February but there were many birds rarely seen in England until spring or summer. In the […]
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As soon as our offer for the house was accepted time seemed to drag. Days were darker, longer and colder with the prospect of that fine house ahead of us. This was made much worse by the lockdown as there was no going anywhere. We couldn’t even go up to look at “our” house as […]
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It is a given that Ireland is wetter than Britain, sitting further out in the Atlantic. It is generally quite a bit warmer however. The locals were delighted and a bit apprehensive when we woke to a light dusting of snow in the New Year. We took the dogs into the park and they trotted […]
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Now, I don’t want you thinking we were just sitting around moaning about the cold. We had intended to stop and try to recover a little after the recent insane few months but we were struggling in the cottage. It was a perfect base for a holiday but not really set up for long-term life […]
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