Every Day A Mountain

  • A walk on the wild side

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    FormerMember

    It truly has been a beautiful Spring here on the Devon and Dorset border, with the slopes of the hills blanketed in flowers and the woods resonant to the sound of the world coming back to life. There's been times when I try to capture the sunlight beams shafting through the trees, or the sun shining through the hedgerows – but simply fail every time to capture their true beauty.
    Epye Down with its beautiful…

  • A change for the better?

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    I decided to re-write the 'About Me' introduction on my various blog sites to something that I felt better reflected my sense of humour, and how as my blog has progressed I have become more confident in my writing. It is not that anything is wrong with how it was before, just that it was maybe too serious - to the point where I felt that cancer had stripped away the real me. I obviously still am serious about spreading…

  • We're still here...

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    FormerMember

    This was a piece that I wrote last night on returning from a Battle of Britain veteran’s signing event held in Farnborough. Everyone can draw their own inspiration from the valiance of our airmen throughout the second world war, with their stories of heroism, courage and camaraderie. Harking back to a time when the best of British was not just a catchy phrase thought up by an advertising man to sell cheap sausages…
  • Training Walks Part 1

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    With the arrival of Purdey I have to get out, to release her from the monotony of a life indoors. Her sad eyes follow you endlessly, as she waits patiently. But once we are out I am glad that we are, that she urged me to follow her back into life. I would lie if I said that things were easy at the moment. My aches and pains have returned, plunging me into doubt as to why they have returned to plague me once more…
  • A good day indeed

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    FormerMember

    It's not often that I feel compelled to write because of the beauty of the world, but yesterday was one of those days – one that stood out in two week's worth of days that have all stood out, which is praise indeed. Endless sunny days, beautiful blue skies and pinky-orange cotton wool sunsets setting over calm seas have become the norm. Bluebells have filled the woods and the tree's leaves have burst forth into…