We had picked the perfect day for our team walk in March. It was a beautiful spring morning, bright sunshine and not a cloud in the sky. Starting at a village shop in a wonderfully rural Wiltshire village, there was

At the end of February, David and I donned our walking boots and headed for Exmoor, a national park that spans the counties of both Somerset and Devon. It’s well known for being a truly wild corner of South West

Under a grey winter’s sky (it is February after all), Alison and I popped on our walking boots for a Cotswolds wander.  It was lovely to be out in the fresh air, drinking in the tranquility and enjoying the little

“Smell the sea and feel the sky, let your soul and spirit fly” Van Morrison Walking the coast is a joy. Dramatic, exhilarating and refreshing. There’s something wonderful about the space where the land meets the sea. Coastal views, fresh

Spring is on the way! The days are getting brighter and amidst the wintry scenes the first flowers are emerging, cheerful white snowdrops are making a welcome return to our woodlands, riverbanks, hedgerows and gardens. Soon, the rest of the

‘The bluebell is the sweetest flower That waves in summer air; Its blossoms have the mightiest power To soothe my spirit’s care.’ Emily Brontë  With spring starting to show its welcome face here in South West England, our thoughts are

This January, David and I spent a few days in the Cotswolds exploring new routes and trails. It’s been wonderful having the time to explore this region that we know so well (and which never fails to surprise us with

‘In Europe, the best wool is English and in England the best wool is Cotswold’ (12th century saying) The Cotswolds needs no introduction. Famed for its rolling green countryside, beautiful villages, vibrant market towns and golden Cotswolds stone cottages. It’s

A sunny day in Winter is always a joyful gift. The day after the winter solstice the skies cleared, and whilst the gusty wind brought icy blasts, it was joyous to take a few hours to walk. Alison and I

‘Twas the week before Christmas…’ and I had a hankering for some festive cheer and Christmas carols. And what better place to find that than at a carol concert held in the magnificent Sherborne Abbey? I arrived early to have