Two storms

My hairdresser was complaining about the weather this morning. And to be honest, today has been a sludge of grey from dawn to dusk, without a hint of direct sun throughout. It’s harder for me to understand a dislike of wild weather though. Of course, atmospheric conditions can be destructive and dangerous, even in Britain’s … More Two storms

The Golden Road

Stretching across the top of the Preseli hills, the propitiously named Golden Road was a run I couldn’t fail to complete. Climatic conditions didn’t allow for the sun to light my way across the boggy moorland, with Rolo & I starting off in a thick fog with only the foreground sheep for company. Thankfully, as … More The Golden Road