They have it all, don’t they? Writers on TV shows and in films spend their days swanning about, visiting bookshops, eating their bodyweight in muffins without gaining an ounce of weight, drinking coffee like it’s water and their bladders are made of iron. Their time is their own.
A bit of flash fiction on this bleak winter’s day There’s something living in my kitchen ceiling. It moved in about three weeks ago. At first I thought it might be my cat playing around on the roof, as he is wont to do when he has a corpse he wants to toy with. But…
The past few months have been a time of rediscovery for me. My love for long-distance hiking has returned! In previous iterations (I believe it was Jo versions 2.1 and 2.3), I did a lot of hiking and camping and long distance walking with the then partners who I shared both hearth and hobbies with…
It’s been a busy old month at Chez Beckford. Between projects and challenges and the daily grind, it’s been hard to find a moment to sit down and record it all, but things are finally starting to slow down, so here’s a quick roundup of what’s been happening. Running for MS research I mentioned in…
It is a truth universally acknowledged that a person who cohabits with a dog must certainly want to go running with her. I mean, it seemed like the logical idea at the time. I want to run every day in May to raise money for the International Multiple Sclerosis Fund. I live with a dog…
Tempus fugit to the max! I could hardly believe my eyes when I looked at the date of my last post and saw it was somewhere back in the foggy beginnings of March. Has it really been six weeks since I went to London? Surely not! There is something rather odd about how time moves…
I feel it as soon as I step off the train and walk out of the terminal onto Euston Street – a sense of calm, a feeling of coming home. There’s this thing about London that never changes. Buildings come and go, as do the people, but the city’s soul is constant. I’ve popped over…
There are two things one learns when inviting a Podenco into their lives. One is that they are part Husky, the other is that they are part Limpet Crab. You will never go to the bathroom alone again. You will also never be in any doubt about their needs and wants, especially the wants. Lucy…
It’s been a hot minute, but here we are, back to the basics of good old fashioned blog writing. No matter how many fancy new platforms I try, I always end up back at this place. Back on my self-hosted, self-controlled website; back to the roots of what words mean to me. Last year in…