Julie Vellacott - Writer

...something about that plain, rather forbidding lady and her ancient dog moved me. I was sad to see her funeral notice in the local rag last week. I assume Archie had gone long before her. (Connections)

A light-hearted look at some of the food Noel Coward mentions in his writing.

A walk in a different type of forest.

The agony and joy of travel. It's all good.

Family history in Devon.

An unexpected trip in lovely Switzerland.

The Scotland of my dreams. A magical stay in the Cairmgorms.

On this first truly Spring-like Friday of the year a misty haze softens the surrounding hills. The haze doesn’t deflect the heat...