Gone Fishing…

Gone Fishing…

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Metaphorically speaking. Plus, I’m…

Reading and writing,

Moving and packing,

Painting and building,

Making and baking,

Watching and visiting,

Digging and planting,

And sleeping.

A LOT of sleeping is needed!

So, I’ll be back soon enough with what I’ve been up to. Until then, try to be good, be kind, be smiley.



Image Credits: gonefishingpress.com and medlican via deviantart.com

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I’m leaving on a… train/plane!

Well, it looks like Miss. Bobbins is about to jet off on her holibobs – in other words, it’s vacation time!

Tomorrow, we shall be taking the train down to old Londinium, where I shall get to see my first classical concert since I was eight – at the Royal Albert Hall no less! I am incredibly excited. 😀


We’ll then be jetting off to the apparently beautiful garden isle of Madeira – obviously I had to choose a destination that was a name of a cake!


So, this is really just to say that there will be no posts for the next week or so but then I’ll be back – with a VLOG! (Assuming I can get around any technical issues of course!)

As I can’t be away from Wifi for too many hours, I’m sure I’ll be checking in on the rest of you and perusing your posts whilst I sit in the sunshine. And I doubt I’ll be able to contain my excitement from Twitter when I’ve been to the concert. So have a lovely week and I’ll see you when I get back and the Bobbins will have turned ONE!! Where does the time go?

Tatty bye for now… 🙂

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Alphabet of Travel Snaps: R is for…

Alphabet of Travel Snaps: R is for…


Following our little adventure in Venice, I’d booked us a train to take us to Rome, as I was determined to play an Audrey Hepburn ‘princess’ in my own version of Roman Holiday!

However, it seemed I hadn’t booked us on the the double-decker speedy rail transport – no, ours trundled up to the platform in more of an Ivor the Engine fashion (just not as quaint!) After a (very) leisurely ride through the Italian countryside, we arrived 6 hours later…


This was my second trip to Rome and the first time well…let’s just say we didn’t part as friends. Admittedly, I had been on a day trip that began in Sorrento. Hours on a hot coach, only to be jostled around the city at breakneck speed, without even a glimpse of the Colosseum did not put the capital in a good light. But I decided it was time to forgive and forget and I’m extremely glad I did! Read more