The air is milder, the days little-by-little longer, now, I feel it is but a short hop to Spring. In the morning, I leave for work as the sun comes up, and in the evening, I leave for home just as it sets. Winter is clocking off.
Once upon a time, my grandparents lived here with my mother and uncle. Last week upon a time, I suddenly came across this house and realised it was the one. Now, the buildings and cars have encroached, but my family's stories keep the place apart.
As seen today on the rear wall of a house in the Dutch Quarter, backing on to Colchester Castle Park, Essex. A feast for the eyes and food for thought.
My GP (general practitioner, or family doctor) is based at Durlston House, or number 18 North Hill, Colchester. I have a long connection to North Hill, perhaps longer than I realise, specifically number 47 with its key place in my personal history. Number 18 lies on the east side of North Hill and has its … Continue reading Number 18
St George's Day 2017, Colchester, Essex. Waiting for the parade to pass by in the High Street.
At St Leonard's in Lexden, Essex.
In Wivenhoe, Essex, at The Black Buoy pub once again. The route back to the train station takes me through the churchyard of St Mary-the-Virgin.