Removing the rose tinted spectacles...
When I first moved to High House, I had rose-tinted expectations of being a farmer’s wife. I imagined myself wafting around in long...
Removing the rose tinted spectacles...
Hate your job? So did I... This is how I escaped from the corporate treadmill
It's OK not to be OK - help to be found at Hexham Mart.
Mabel the (enormous) pet lamb and the McDonald's drive through.
Empress Josephine and the shrubbery...
Scabby Sheep's Second Chance
Where have all your blog posts gone?