Knobbly knees
There’s a marked difference in our body sizes. He is slim and petite, I’m not. His knees are knobbly, mine are not!
There’s a marked difference in our body sizes. He is slim and petite, I’m not. His knees are knobbly, mine are not!
It’s not just the pleasure of drinking a gin and tonic (in a plastic glass) that makes him such a happy hot tubber. Nor that he can stroll around naked and enjoy the tub as…
I just over a week we’ll back in our happy place, our house in France. Just for 2 weeks this time, but to be honest that really doesn’t matter. This winter here in England is…
It’s great when you can get into the wood for a walk and in the process get back to nature. The fact that the places we walk in France are so often more deserted than…
2015 was my first year participating in February Photofest. A year into the relationship that would become the lifelong one it is now I decided I needed to share more about us then text. While…
As you face a new day, it’s good to look out and consider what is ahead. This is taken from a hotel room balcony and what I wouldn’t have noticed myself when I took the…
A fun image taken by G in a hotel in St Malo before we caught the ferry back home last year. Mirrors and window align nicely so not only do you see us both, but…
You’d have to be looking to see him through the rocks. But I crouched down a little and saw him there. A glimpse of his legs spread and his tackle hanging there. Click below to…