It is very cold.


I am wearing my equestrian jumper & leggings.

This outfit makes me remember my horse riding lessons when I was younger.; Hay in my mad, fluffy curls, a hat far too big for my head, my jodpurs which were black and my favourite item of clothing ever, big clunky heeled steel capped boots and a padded blue gilet.
Still now the smell of Autumn; wet leaves, earth, smoky warmth mixed with cold sharp air and horse manure. It takes me back to my childhood.
Oh! The smell of clean hay.

Today is a tidying day. Our house looks very messy today. Kathryn has placed poor Nala in the fire place, along with a pair of sparkly pink fairy wings. There are "Thank you" cards dotted around the living room, running magazines, heart wrapping paper. We are an eclectic pair. I love our contrasts.

Life has been strange. My Grandads death saddened me so deeply. How old bodies seem to steal young love and youth. I cannot think about it too much.
My Grandad has a new body and a free spirit now. Secretly I pray my Nana is not lonely and her time widowing is short. I cannot imagine being seperated from Mike. I am connected to him so deeply.
I am such a romantic..
When Megan Stammers and Jeremy Forrest were hunted down I cried. I completely shared the French's view. Let them be in love! I hope in a year they are reunited.