The month started in Whitley Bay staying with a dear friend and outstanding musician. In a theme that has continued on and off for several months, I was EXHAUSTED when I arrived which resulted in a blissfully dreamy dozing to the main act she’d been supporting (at the gig that was the instigator for the […]
It was in and around this month that various rather significant changes in my life got set in motion. It was also a very busy month – hither and thither while also snatching time to enjoy the gloriousness that I call Home. Lucky me. The month started with a trip to the Far East – […]
February was *cold*. Morecambe Bay remained outstandingly beautiful.
Started in Galloway, ended in Lancashire.
These monthly photo posts were originally intended to document progress at the house. However the past year has been, well, the past year and I’m enjoying keeping them as a more general “these are photos I’ve snapped this month in my adventures in life”. So there’ll still be a large chunk about the house and […]
The journeying continued – Oxfordshire for birthday celebrations for my parents, London (more birthday celebrations – this time for a friend) and on down to Cornwall. Link to the Old Hardware Shop (of cheesecake fame below)
Through my work at the Gerry Pyves Academy I have the great privilege of supporting independent Massage therapists every day. One of the best things about Covid is that we now have a weekly call with these therapists where together we explore the issues people are up against – plus celebrate wins and commiserate the […]
The adventure continued (I was on the road, in *many* places, for the best part of 10 days). Links to… Ann Butler (artist) Beccy Owen (musician) Tracey West (sound bath magician)
One of the funny things about this story is that I’m convinced I first heard it on a NO HANDS Massage course, but Gerry (Pyves – founder of NO HANDS) swears blind that he first heard this story from me. Point being, if you’ve heard this story before or know its origins, please let me […]
I’ve been utterly spoiled when it comes to Massage. After a brief dalliance with classic Swedish Massage, I got injured, found NO HANDS and never looked back. Which means I’ve also received hundreds, if not thousands, of exquisite NO HANDS treatments, both on courses and as a client. That said, I remain curious as to […]