Gosh, it has been a long time since my last blog addition but the good news is that I have now moved house, my husband has joined me in Yorkshire, we have internet connected and it is substantially faster than my Aunts house and following my last blog, I have been reinstated as the English Champion and am the proud owner of a shiny gold medal. The full story behind this reinstatement is somewhat long winded and not for today. The only bad news that I can think of is that I appear to be even busier than before and have less time to write up my thoughts in a blog.
But I shall make a effort to squeeze a 15-min blog writing session into my weekly schedule.
I suppose I should really spend a paragraph or so writing about our new house - or rather about our new village, Cononley. Captured below on a misty, early morning last month, our village is a little gem. Nestled against the edge of a classic Yorkshire Dale, our olde-worlde village is almost perfect. It has an amazing pub featured in the Good Pub Guide 2011, a postoffice/shop selling local fruit and vegetables and locally produced milk, a train station, cricket field, hair dressers, abundant supply of blackberry bushes that continue to burst with fruit and its very own heard of dairy cows that walk right past our house twice a day! Yet despite its rural sleepiness, it is 3miles from Skiptonia, 30mins on the train to Leeds city centre and 10mins drive (or 20mins fabulous bike) to work! Awesome!
