Meet Ken, he lives at the same care home as my mum.
Ken loves poetry, especially if someone is prepared to give him a few minutes of their time to really listen to him recite some of it.
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Things that we see and do.
This is my eldest son Sam, he is 27. I think it is fair to say that he didn't have an easy ride at school. He is mildly Dyslexic and struggled mainly due to a handful of teachers and a poor school that annihilated his confidence.
On our travels around the Cotswolds we visited Bourton-on-the-water, sorry Bourton but you have been truly ruined, far to many tourist type things of the very worst kind. (enough said). However the twin villages of Upper and lower Slaughter are just a mile away. The name comes from old English 'Slohtre', which has nothing to do with killing things and means, simply, 'Muddy place'. We saw no mud just truly unspoilt beauty. The two villages have remained utterly unchanged for more than a century with no building work taking place at all since 1906.
Fresh Air 2013 is a sculpture exhibition held every other year in the grounds of Quenington Old Rectory, Quenington, Gloucestershire. The grounds are stunning and provide a great backdrop for the sculptures.
A rare gem of a jacobean country house, Chastleton House was built between 1607 and 1612 by a prosperous wool merchant as an impressive statement of wealth and power. Owned by the same increasingly impoverished family until 1991, the house remained essentially unchanged for nearly 400 years as the interiors and contents gradually succumbed to the ravages of time.
Broadway is one of the most beautiful Cotswold villages, situated at the Gateway to the Cotswolds It has a wide high street lined with horse chestnut trees, contains a mixture of period houses and picturesque honey coloured Cotswold stone cottages which have lured visitors for centuries. The street through Broadway was an ancient 'ridgeway' and and the main road from Worcester to London. It remains a wide street or 'broad way' hence the name.
Back in March I blogged about going to the Cotswolds, well here I am. Holly Cottage is small but perfect.
My mum was asleep in her porridge most mornings after 8 hours sleep.
Today I handed over a very special quilt for Gail who lost her husband very suddenly at a very young age. I have only met her twice but she is a true inspiration to all of us. Gail is coping with bringing up a young family on her own, so I hope that this quilt will be of some small comfort to her when she is not her happy smiling self.
I love weekends, especially the ones where you have done everything during the week, all that is left to do is have a nice time for two days.This weekend was one of those, we had my youngest son and his girlfriend visit, we saw nice things, ate nice things, enjoyed each others company, and we managed to fit in the all important relaxing doing nothing. However I feel all that was lacking was three more days.