Author Archives: rhbblog
It is an ever-recurring pleasure to relive vicariously the discoveries, joys and little triumphs of early childhood, whenever I see their glow shining in Ava’s eyes.
A bit of phone fun.
Looking through some Yorkshire directories on a genealogy hunt last night I found two wonderful, if rather niche, job categories – Strickle Makers and Scribbling and Fulling Millers. It set me off, not least as I think my last job … Continue reading
Sparse, icy winds slink away under the banishing warmth of the sun’s stern glare, surrendering to the nascent spring song.
A tad optimistic, perhaps, as I’m sure winter has more to surprise us with, but spring has been advancing of late. A few phone snaps from a couple of meanders in the last few days, at Worcester Woods and my … Continue reading
A wayside stop last summer in rural France (in the Brenne). The tree circle looked like an Entmoot…
Just a bit of phone fun…
…a mobile phone and Snapseed.
A brief entry today to wish any passers-by all the very best for the festive season and a peaceful New Year. The post was triggered by my coming across this not-too-brilliantly-scanned slide from Christmas 1962, taken in my bedroom in … Continue reading
It’s just 100 years since a 19-year-old lad from Halifax, Yorkshire, died from the gas that had wounded him on 5th September 1918. Read a little more about my great-uncle Leonard in a previous post here.