by jude bayton | Oct 10, 2023 | Age, Animals, British, Family, Food, Grandkids, Gump, Holidays, Relationships, Travel, Vacation, Writing
Greetings everyone. I haven’t written this blog for months, because I’ve been experimenting with a different media platform, and trying to be all writer-ish. Authors, even the non-famous variety, are supposed to generate a newsletter to send out into the world...
by jude bayton | Apr 23, 2023 | Age, Animals, British, Family, Gardening, Gump, Home Improvements, Relationships, Travel, Writing
copyright redbusphotos Seven months and I haven’t written a blog. SEVEN MONTHS!!!! I could supply you with a list of extremely valid reasons, but I can’t be arsed. I’m like that now I’m sixty-three and have turned into a harpy. Seriously. I...
by jude bayton | Sep 28, 2022 | British, Family, Gump, Language, People, Travel, Uncategorized, Vacation
Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II This year, I spent part of May, all of June & part of July in the UK/France/Belgium – I posted travel pics on my website, but I didn’t write my usual blog. Gump joined me for my last two weeks over there, and we...
by jude bayton | May 2, 2022 | Animals, British, Family, Gardening, Gump, Health, People, Relationships, Vacation, Writing
A Flower Greetings everyone and welcome to the end of spring – what…huh? Wasn’t I just complaining that it was already March? Seriously, this year is disappearing as quickly as my waistline did when I turned fifty. How are you all doing? I suspect many of you have...
by jude bayton | Mar 16, 2022 | Animals, British, Family, Gump, People, Relationships, Vacation, Writing
Have a seat….. First of all – I can’t write a bunch of silliness about my life without saying something about what’s going on in Ukraine. I avoid writing about politics, religion, and race because you get enough of everyone’s opinions shoved down your...
by jude bayton | Jul 19, 2021 | Animals, British, Food, Gardening, Gump, People, Travel, Vacation, Weather, Writing
It’s been an odd month. Actually, it feels more like an odd week as time seems to have changed, and speeds by as quickly as chocolate leaves the fridge and enters my mouth. Gump’s silly tomatoes have grown like Jack’s proverbial beanstalk. He’s had quite a few to...
