Week catch-up & explosion museum

I’m having a lot of a little trouble getting my sorry self into gear lately.   I’ve made some big decisions –  you know the ones that can alter the course of your life type decisions – but I’m falling down flat on my face as far as it...

Florence Nightingale, where are you?

Yesterday we went to the very quaint, very old, very difficult to find St. Margaret’s Church in Hampshire. I picked it as a place to visit because it’s the final resting place of Florence Nightingale and her ghost has been reportedly seen at the church....

Flowers, Crypts and Gargoyles

Friday was my birthday and it went really well considering it fell on Friday 13th this year. Nothing weird or unlucky happened apart from taking a detour home from Guildford due to a humongous traffic pile up which piled up for MILES. So MrT and I had an adventure. A...

Birthday comes early

  This Friday it’s my birthday.  Yep, I know, Friday the Thirteenth.  I can almost hear the Jaws theme tune mixed with the twilight zone.  Fortunately they don’t come around too often.  Friday the 13th birthdays that is – I do get a regular birthday...