Why I love Aberystwyth

There are plenty of people who talk Aberystwyth up, but for me, I want to highlight the attractions that aren’t immediately obvious. Perhaps you are considering stopping by or you are coming for a University Open Day. I highly recommend you park outside of town and take the slow path. It isn’t worth rushing yourContinue reading “Why I love Aberystwyth”

New bathroom; a time to be creative

It isn’t everyday you can make a splashback just for you. And it isn’t everyday I have tiles arrive on my doorstep deposited by tile fairies. It makes me happy! So to set the scene, we have sat in our front room for over a year in lockdown with a spanking new bath behind theContinue reading “New bathroom; a time to be creative”

What is the collective noun for a group of old girls? The reunion.

The instant reply, of course, would be a ‘Cackle of Castertonians’, and yes, we cackled, but I would like to put it out there that it was more like a ‘Care of Castertonians’. On the weekend of the film ‘Emily’ screening in most local cinemas, a group of ladies on the mature side of theContinue reading “What is the collective noun for a group of old girls? The reunion.”

What is the Celtic Routes organisation?

I have been asked to join this group that celebrates everything Celtic…not just Wales. It is a group set u to strengthen collaboration between six counties and share learning. We will be exploring potential areas for joint promotional opportunities. They have a web site you can explore to find out ideas for trips, discover newContinue reading “What is the Celtic Routes organisation?”

My ‘side-hustle’ has been recognised!

An acknowledgment for eco status -Yeah Right from its inception, I wanted to be a business with a zero carbon footprint. I haven’t achieved that completely, but my walks have. I call my burgeoning business a side-hustle, as it starts to build. May I say a big thanks to Foxhill Preserves for supplying me withContinue reading “My ‘side-hustle’ has been recognised!”

Hiraeth at Tregaron

In preparation for the Eisteddfod in Tregaron, my bunting is up outside the house and I have made a mosaic to acknowledge our nation. No dragons or red green and white though. This is my interpretation of a Welsh word that has no direct translated word. Hiraeth is the longing for home, the pull thatContinue reading “Hiraeth at Tregaron”

The Knife Angel has flown

This week the Knife Angel departed our shores to move to the next town on the long tour to raise awareness of knife crime. Even though it has left Aberystwyth, it is still ruminating in my thoughts. I first became aware of Alfie Bradley’s Knife Angel when three students and myself embarked upon an educationalContinue reading “The Knife Angel has flown”