Our (now sadly deceased) family dog was terrified of fireworks and it rather put me off them too. I hadn't been to any organised events since I was small before we had Freya. She likes them but only if they are not loud - which they mostly are these days. As a final adventure before… Continue reading My Weekend Photo – Featuring Fireworks.
“This isn’t the right road,” my mum said from the backseat of my car. “Are you sure?” “Yes, when we came it was right next to the sea. I can’t even see the sea.” “Okay but how long ago was that?” “Oh, 30, maybe 40 years.” Right! The main trouble is my mum insists on… Continue reading A Family Trip to Dunwich Heath in Suffolk.
I drove by my grandad’s old house, simply because I could. Usually when we go back to my home town of Ipswich it’s just for a couple of hours to visit my parents or, even when we go back for several days, we have plans. There's normally no time for a trip down memory lane… Continue reading A Trip Down Memory Lane at Ipswich Museum.
The first few days of half-term have been spent wandering down memory lane – at least for me. Freya and I swapped Norfolk for neighbouring Suffolk and returned to my parents’ house in Ipswich. Not only did they have a load of boxes for me to sort out from their loft, which last saw the light of… Continue reading Half-term Fun At Christchurch Mansion In Ipswich.