Circumstance took me back to the UK just before Christmas; a landmark birthday on it had me stay to spend it with mother, who lives in Chard; a place located in deep and darkest Somerset.
By choice celebrations would start with friends on Christmas Eve; a visit to the pub with a massive Continue reading
It was recently reported by the BBC that pub numbers in the UK have risen for the first time in a decade. It’s surely no coincidence that a) it was ten years ago that I left; b) I spent twelve weeks there in 2019 – double any other year since leaving.
A short story about the memories a beautiful summer can bring. Continue reading