Have you noticed with Covid and the new normal that all the days seem to run into one ? It is hard to distinguish a Saturday from a Sunday. Saturday quiet . Sunday quiet apart from the church bells . Depending on the wind that may be our local church or one further away. Saturday no swim. Sunday swim. The days drift into each other . Saturday cleaning . Sunday more cleaning . The weather seems the only topic of different conversation . Apart from will we ever find a house . Disappointed at the response of the estate agents on Friday we find ourselves scouring the pages of Right Move just in case we have missed something that might just be "our " house . Or something new has come on for sale . Most ... read more

Who would have thought I would be writing blogs about Chesterfield on such a regular basis . They were never my intention . I wrote the first Chesterfield number 59 over five months ago without any idea that today I would be in August and writing number 174. There was never going to much of interest to write home about . A walk , a trip to the supermarket under lockdown . A complaint about having to cancel the Scandanavian holiday . No swimming , daily broadcasts from the Prime Minister or one of his sidekicks . A lack of flour and eggs . Looking back I never expected this to be still going on and ruining - yes ruining our lives . I sat early on enjoying the Spring sunshine . Sitting in the garden ... read more

What is the connection between books , a literary festival and an unwelcome visit for Gabby ?. It is Hay on Wye another lovely town on the River Wye. We guessed that Ross on Wye and Hay on Wye would be very similar in character . Small towns with narrow streets full of book shops. Another Butter Market and lots of shops, cafes and pubs . What was different a large and empty car park . Hay welcomed us with plenty of room to park up our hotel on wheels . There were few cars and an area at the bottom of the car park with grass over which Gabbys derrier could park . An added bonus the lovely town had offered us 2 hours free parking . This would give us enough time to have ... read more

Ok we are off to Caerleon . Our camper stop book tells us that there is a good night stop in the town so off we set . The drive back over the Severn was not the most brilliant . The rain picked up and splattered Gabbys windscreen . The metronomic rhythym of the wipers broke the silence . We had not expected to be driving even more miles today. More miles of stop and start . Things had not improved going the opposite direction . Nor had the lateness of the day improved it by one jot . We did though eventually get to the Severn crossing . The new bridge named after the Prince of Wales . An iconic bridge with a bit of a history . No-one particularly wanted it named after an ... read more

Where in the world is Gabby the motorhome . She has been travelling . As far as Exeter in Devon but lets just roll back the clock as the plan did not quite come together. Day 137 - A Thursday I think . That would make Day 138 a week last Friday and Day 139 Saturday . With a week gone iento the ether I cannot remember much about those three days . They came and they went . Our days dont seem to have much structure . Thursday swim, Thursday work , Thursday a viewer for the house. Another day of being nice. A day of trying to be welcoming . A day of trying to pick up on the good things about our home and why we want to leave it Showing off the ... read more