Hello and welcome to my world!
I’m a fifty-something year old adult, who really should know better than to speak from the heart with passion and conviction about subjects as wide ranging as gardening to walking and why Peers Morgan should just shut up every once in a while.
Yes, I believe there may be lots of us in the latter camp!
The Gardening thing
This started when along with a card containing £80 for my 50th birthday, my boss gave me a Téte a téte daffodil…and I loved it. I put this solitary charmer (I”m going on about the plant now, not my boss), in the front garden and for a while…forgot about it. Then, all of a sudden, one year in February the little flower popped up again. Given that I had essentially planted it in leaf litter and no more than an inch of rock-hard soil this was something of a miracle. The next time that I was in a garden centre with Chris (my other half for those who don”t know!) I wanted to get a companion for the solitary narcissus. Within a month I had about seven of them, we were going to different garden centres just to buy different varities…I get a little enthused it”s fair to say!
The Walking thing
We’d all love to swan off to the Lake District every weekend…
…it’s not always possible, for me anyway. Some times I have to stay a bit closer to home – Southport in the north-west of England, where it’s pretty damn flat. And herein lies the pay-off, we have The Moss and a magnificent, changing coastline to walk alongside. So while it would be fantasic to be up Great Gable, Skiddaw or Helvellyn each and every Sunday, it’s not like I’m stuck for stunning scenery and each time I go there I notice more.