Proud to be a Northumbrian..

Should I or shouldn't I ? starting a blog seemed to be a difficult decison. As a people person its difficult not to want to yak to the world, But as some one who guards their privacy, Do I really want eveyone to know my thoughts ? Typical Gemini Up-Down, Yes-No, Each day for the stereotypical Gemini is invariably filled with decision making shall I shan't I? oh god our heads buzz with it. One thing I have no battle with is the place where I live. Northumberland, I have lived here all of my life and whilst many of my friends have spread their wings and flown to pastures new I have had no such desire. Encircled by family and long standing friends, Surrounded by the beautiful Northumbrian countryside I feel lucky... I want to clear one thing up straight away, anyone reading this from any where that is not classed as up North!! We in Northumberland are not Geordies, and whilst I have the utmost respect for my fellow Northerners, Northumberland has its own traditions, crafts and way of life.

Rolling Hills of Northumberland

Rolling Hills of Northumberland
Pity about the Electricity cable

Errington Reay Pottery

Errington Reay Pottery
The Village pottery, The last pottery in Enland licensed to salt glaze pots.
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Our Lovely Brown Hens Have Arrived
The Ladies are now settling in nicely, having arrived at their new home on Friday 13th June 08 ( not a good date to do anything with any risk involved) but so far so good. This is the third time we have had hens but this time is different. Before we have always had lots of other animals yep done the whole pet thing to extreme rabbits, guinea pigs, ferrets, horses, cats,dogs we have had the lot but after all these years we found ourselves petless.They were barred in their lovely new house for three days, they managed to survive the constant raising of their roof, and people clucking at them like new born babies. My brother brought us back to reality with a once you've seen one brown hen (enough said). A couple of nights of chasing them around the paddock and teaching them to walk the plank, then hey presto third night they put themselves to bed. Result, trained hens already. Nope not that easy now we have to chase them out of the garden and keep them out of the property next door.

The Corrie Girls

The Corrie Girls
Our charming brown hens.

The Little Hen Coup

The Little Hen Coup
They love their little pad...

Friday 11 July 2008

Northumbrian Coast and Making Memories...

I should say you must visit the Northumbrian Coast if you ever wander into this neck of the woods. I won't encourage you though. We enjoy a beautiful rugged coastline and part of the beauty is the peace and quiet. Bamburgh and the surrounding area's are some of my favourite places. Bamburgh has a lovely Beach and Village, especially worth a visit is the little Coffee Shop. a brisk walk and a home made scone what more could you want on a Sunny afternoon. Bamburgh also has an impressive Castle and from the tiny Harbour Area you can board a small boat which will take you to the rugged Farne Islands home to thousands of Birds and Seals that will swim along beside the boat. I spent quite a bit of time up there when mad daughter was younger. It was with our local pony club. What a sight it was to see all those childern on ponies galloping down the beach with not a care in the world. They would untack afterwards and ride bare back into the water laughing and cheering. Those were happy days, those same children are now wracked with worry about exam results and stress about their future. It makes you treasure those days and thats why its important to make your off springs early years as full of happy memories as possible as we all know the way ahead later in life is not easy.
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