Writing For Joy

Chatsworth — Country Park, Family Playground! We arrived at Chatsworth on Saturday to find the car parks already filling up and whole f...

Last week it was my husband's birthday. In the morning I thought of asking him if he would like us to go to Whinlatter Forest for a sho...

Where am I? Am I inside looking out, or outside looking in? Looked at philosophically, profound questions. I know the religious answers and...

Things aren't always what they seem to be. We usually look at things from our own perspective. We may see ourselves as being successfu...

Barrow-in-Furness Barrow seems to get a lot of stick. To hear certain statistics you might be forgiven for thinking it is definitely a n...

One of those days! At my age, I count each day as important. Today is memorable indeed. Why? A totally frustrating day but finally, after mu...

As Time Goes By — the changing scene. We have lived in the market town of Ulverston twenty-five years. Before that we were less than fo...