Our town, Faversham, is in Kent, in southeast England. We’re about 16 minutes northwest of Canterbury, and less than an hour from the White Cliffs of Dover.
We shop and go to church in Canterbury, love to visit Dover, and take all our visiting relatives to Leeds Castle, so this video is perfect to share on the blog.
[Unfortunately, this video is no longer available. I’ve removed the broken link. Sorry. Hope you enjoyed it while it was available.]
(Special thanks to Alison for finding this! We miss you!)
I admit, it took me a ridiculously long time to warm to Matt Smith as the Doctor. Now, of course, I think he’s brilliant…just in time for him to leave the show. Ugh.
NOTE TO SELF: Love the next one from the get-go. Don’t bother to fight it. The Doctor is the Doctor, you love him no matter WHO is wearing his face.
Cute video showcasing the Market here in Faversham every Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday. With “Best of Faversham” extras on the 1st Saturday of the month. (I keep watching it looking for my daughter and granddaughter as we were there the day this was filmed.) Enjoy xx
As you know, we live in the wonderful little market town of Faversham. Have a peek at this year’s Christmas Market, and plan ahead now to come visit next year! xx
As you already know, I’m a procrastinator. I should be writing a post about one of the English Heritage sites we visited this summer.
Instead, I decided to bake cinnamon rolls. Now, since this is NOT something I do very often, I thought I’d celebrate my awesomeness by taking pictures. (Yes, I’m laughing as I type this.)
Because this blog is also for my family, I’m going to amuse them, too, by actually posting pictures. Otherwise, they won’t believe it.
As soon as it gets cold, I yearn for weekends devoted to hot chocolate, warm socks, and a good book.
As you know, we’re readers in this house – mostly Science Fiction and Fantasy. When the cold spell hit this past weekend I knew it was time to order some new books.
Below you’ll find the fare for my winter menu. Four are books from favorite authors I’ve been meaning to read, one is a re-read because I loved it so much the first time, and the last is Watchman’s Oath, which I’ll be rereading as necessary while finishing up Witch’s Run.
If you have suggestions to add to this list, please let me know in the comments. I’m always looking for a good read and often buy books recommended by friends.
Here’s to a winter filled with hot cocoa and good books!
Hugs all around.
Imagine what it must have been like to be a medieval or Tudor queen looking out at the beautiful English countryside. Three queens are known to have lived at Leeds Castle: Isabella of France, Anne of Bohemia, and Catherine of Aragon.
St Augustine’s Abbey
As you know, I’ve been missing on the blog front during the summer months, and with good excuse.
My daughter, with toddler in tow, came over from America to spend the summer with us.
And before you ask: Yes, I spoiled my precious princess rotten. Easy really. You wouldn’t believe the number of pink fluffy things you can find on offer when you have a little girl helping you in the store.
We went to lots of English Heritage sites (castles and abbeys), and even took a drive up to Scotland for a couple days. I took a ton of pictures that I will be posting throughout the rest of the year. (Saint Augustine’s Abbey, above, is the first to make it through the photo cruncher.)
After much debate, we decided to move the blog to a separate server where we can back it up properly.
I do prefer the Dashboard in WordPress to Blogger—but the sudden surge in SPAM is a surprise. In the two years we were on Blogger, we had all of three spam messages. I moved to WordPress, and bam—three a day, at least. And that was before I posted the link to the new blog.
The conversion was fairly straightforward, although it took two weeks to work out the formatting. There are probably still some issues in a few of the older posts. Sorry about that, but I’m out of time to mess with them.
I’m leaving the original Blogger site up, as there are links out there still pointing to it. (And because I love the theme on that blog.) All new posts, however will be from here. I hope you like the new version.
Whew. Mission accomplished. Time to celebrate.
Hugs all around!
I was 14 years old the first time I read THE HOBBIT. In my mind, dwarves were short, stocky, hairy, full of grumbles, sometimes funny, and indisputably unattractive.
The idea of a dwarf being “hot” wasn’t ludicrous, it simply could not exist in my tiny little brain.
Had someone tried to put the idea there, my head would have probably popped off.