Life in a nutshell, 'cos it's better if you're nuts!
We didn’t see the devil himself, but he left a very big hole in the ground last time he was here.
I’m Hen-er-ry the Eighth I am, I am, I’m Hen-er-ry the Eighth I am. Making a family weekend out of the original parkrun.
Oh go on then! One more day of geocaching before getting the new calendar out.
Mooching around our favourite National Trust property, as a bit of light exercise after the excesses of Christmas Day.
A bit of driving and a bit of walking on the flat. Oh, and some cake. Light relief after the previous day.
Walking up some big hills on a fantastic day in November. You could see for miles and miles.
Driving the Porsches. Well, not me, obviously. I wouldn’t want to, and the boys won’t let me.
Fast cars, big hills, and beer. What could be better? Even the weather was unusually good for November.
A fairly significant day of caching round an area I now know like the back of my hand.
The latest of Simply Paul’s mega events in a familiar location, but at an unfamiliar time of year.
An Englishman’s home is his castle, and mine needed some new ramparts.
A quick dash around the village of Souldrop and a case of déjà vu all over again