Susan Stephens' Writing Diary

Nope, I'm not complaining.

This is the view from my new back garden... no heron, no stream, but a whole lot of countryside to make up for it.

That's my garden wall you can see... and as far as I'm concerned there's no more beautiful sight than a dry stone wall, erected by a local specialist in the field (ho ho!)

Yep, I'm back... feeling a bit like Tom in a Tom and Jerry cartoon when he has just been steamrollered!

The house is still a tip- and can someone explain how I move to a bigger house with 2 garages and a loft- the cottage had neither - and I have filled them to capacity and am still tripping over stuff in the house.

Squirrel, moi? You bet.
How many trips to the dump was that?
Believe me, you really don't want to know.

But the countryside is amazing... and so are my neighbours... flowers, cards, wine, telephone numbers for doctors etc etc
Fantastic. A massive thank you to you all.

Returning to the topic of the countryside...
Okay, so the last time dh and I went hiking we were in the flush of youth- not the first, but definitely a flush.
This time...
We got lost and landed in a field of feisty young bullocks (me, terrified- no red cape to hand) The footpath was clearly marked, but there was no way I was sticking to it with el toros charging me down.
Cue mad panic dash to the nearest dry stone wall... barbed wire to negotiate first.
Never mind dh said, I'll lift you over (Oh, yeah?! Does he remember how much I weigh these days?)
Anxious glance over his shoulder as the pounding of hooves draws ever closer.
He throws me over the barbed wire fence (My hero!!!)
I land on top of the dry stone wall. (Ouch!)
We both tumble off into a nice squelchy mix of mud and cow pat. (Yum!)
But, I can tell you, we returned home muddy and triumphant, feeling rather good about ourselves...
Has there been a next time?
Er, no.

Don't worry if my Blogs are a bit random to begin with - to say I'm behind with my work is something of an understatement... but I do have the title of my new book for you- the one we kept a vigil on, remember?
It's another stonking idea from my new young ed...
Drum Roll If You Please For...............................................................

One-Night Baby

Oh, yeah honey, let's rock and roll.
(But not in a cow pat, please!)

Love to all, and happy reading everyone!
Susan






Oof, can hardly believe it.

I have been starved of the internet for 8 days, after being promised 48 hour change over.