Category Archives: Lymington 2024

Our three months in the New Forest at the beginning of 2024.

Last full day

At Waitrose this morning, I chatted with the woman with the two dogs. I told her we were heading back to Sweden tomorrow. I said that I’d hoped I’d see her so she wouldn’t think I’d suddenly died. Or been … Continue reading

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Spain, Turkey, South Africa, Lymington

Tonight I was zonked. We sat down to watch an episode of Chicken Nugget (thank you, Amanda, we LOVE it) but I was having trouble keeping my eyers open. After the episode was finished, I had to go to bed. … Continue reading

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Come on, Eileen

Given my general dislike of feet, I could never be a podiatrist, however, I am really glad they exist. Today, for instance, I saw a podiatrist about my bunionated foot. She works out of her back garden, in a garden … Continue reading

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Following ditsy Amanda

Tonight we were walking back from the Angel and Blue Pig. Amanda was leading us along Lymington high street when the title of this post was vocalised by either Mirinda or Amanda, who were walking in front of me. Apart … Continue reading

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Literally beyond repair

On Saturday, Mirinda dropped into the cobbler on the high street and asked him if he could replace the soles on a pair of runners that had seen better days. He said yes, depending on the runners. So, today, having … Continue reading

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Fairweather druids

Today we went across to the island to have a lovely roast lamb linner with Mirinda’s guitar teacher, David and his wife Julie. On the way home, aboard the ferry, we both thought the day had been splendid and a … Continue reading

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Farewell to the market

As I explained to the woman at the olive stall this morning, I was a bit sad today. She’d asked me how I was, like she has done every Saturday, but wasn’t expecting such a miserable response. Her face dropped … Continue reading

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Life in the slow lane talking about dogs

There is a woman who works at Waitrose who I talk to because she has two dogs. I have found, over the years, that dog owners are almost always drawn to each other. A sort of animal magnetism. Sometimes it … Continue reading

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Potholes and salmon

There are a number of things we’ll miss about the UK when we return to Sweden next weekend. One of those things is lightly smoked salmon. I get it from Waitrose and it tastes perfect when I add an avocado … Continue reading

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Random daffs and late arrivals

I had today planned out. Mirinda was in London (she went to the theatre last night and was going to the ballet tonight) so I had to work around the cleaners coming, but that would be fine. It wasn’t that … Continue reading

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