Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
So my nomadic times continue. I’m not going to lie, it felt good to be back in my own bed last night. The kittens were very happy to see me. I had a Hugo shaped water bottle this morning. This afternoon I packed another bag and headed up the road to house / dog sit for some friends.
I took the girls out for a walk across the fields. The sun was dropping behind the trees. I love the outline of the trees against the sky. It’s a beautiful feature of the low sun at this time of year.
Back home after my trip to Birmingham. Day two of the conference didn’t disappoint. Today’s keynote speaker was Mandy Hickson.
Mandy fought hard to achieve her ambition to be a Royal Air Force pilot. She was only the second woman to fly the Tornado GR4 on the front line, amassing over thirty years experience within aviation, completing three tours of duty and 45 missions over Iraq during that time.
Talk about inspirational! Of course there were a few references to Top Gun. And yes, she’s met Tom Cruise.
Makes a change to be in the audience. But I think it’s actually more exhausting than running the show. My little brain is full to bursting. And we’re back tomorrow.
It’s been a lot of information. It’s really true what they say ‘you don’t know what you don’t know’.
I’m still very new in my entrepreneurial journey. It’s interesting hearing from those a few chapters (or novels) ahead of me.
I’m also not fully comfortable calling myself an entrepreneur yet. That and I can’t spell it. I’m more comfortable with business owner. But maybe that’s part of the journey too.
I’m staying in Birmingham for a couple of night. I’m here for a conference. As a delegate rather than working. So that’ll be a novelty.
I walked into the bathroom and saw these bottles. My first thought was great condiments. Now I know that’s not the collective noun for them, but I couldn’t think of a better one. It was a long journey and I think my brain was still on the M6.
Got me thinking, what it is the collective noun for them. Answers on a postcard please. I may love words but I don’t know them all.
Took Buddy out for a very long hack today. Nearly two hours round the beautiful countryside. I planned the route thinking it would be a wonderfully relaxing one after a bit of a stressful time.
Buddy had other ideas and decided to jump at most of the flappy things. And by flappy things, I mean the hundreds of partridges, pheasants and pigeons that are about at the moment.
We seem to go through this every year. It’s like he’s never seen a bird before. Next week, one will be able to ninja strike without issue. Hell, they could put on a musical theatre production in the hedge and he wouldn’t bat an eyelid. But today, terrifying.
Let’s just say I came back like James Bond’s martini. He does make me laugh.
We’re definitely heading towards Autumn, the slow cooker has made an appearance.
I’ve discovered that I have to put it on on a day that I’m not going to be in the house. Otherwise the smell is too enticing. But it’s really good to come home to.
There’ll be a few portions in the freezer tomorrow. I may be culinarily challenged, but this counts as proper cooking in my book.
And no injuries. Hurrah!
The sun was so weird today. It was really hazy. It looked like an LED light in the sky.
It was eerily quiet as well. That was actually good. I woke up I’m determined mood and ticked so many things off my list. After a few down days, today was a very productive one.
This was a first for me today. A white pheasant. Buddy wasn’t mad keen on it if I’m honest. It’s that time of year where the pheasants and partridges are out in force. And primed for clandestine flapping attacks. I’ve tried explaining to Buddy that they are flapping cause of him. Not sure he gets that.
Considering how much this one stood out against the sugar beet, it was actually hard to take a photo. So I’m pretty pleased with the way it came out.
And Buddy was pretty pleased that this pheasant headed off in the opposite direction.
My get up and go had gotten up and gone this morning. I really struggled to wake up and get going. It seemed my body is staging a rebellion and my personal ‘black dog’ made an appearance.
I know the drill now. Get outdoors, do physical activities and watch my thoughts. So that’s what I did. Took Buddy out for a hack. Then mowed both lawns.
It worked. What worked even more was receiving these flowers from my neighbours. They’re going away on holiday and she didn’t want them to go to waste. So she gifted them to me. How lovely is that?!
Made me smile on a weird day.
Popped over to Salhouse Broad this morning for a walk and talk. Saw this lovely hare on display. I love the moon gazing pose.
It’s sat next to a star gazing area. It was really cool. There was a cargo net that you can lie back on. Looks like I’ll have to go back on a clear evening to see what I can see.
Tales, Tails and Talus 