What is the magic of Christmas, that any other day in the year I groan when I hear my alarm, press snooze and pull my pillow over my head, yet on Christmas day I wake up an hour earlier than I should, excited even at 33 years old to see if Santa has been, and […]Read more "Nadolig Llawen!"
Separated by 17,148 kilometres, it has been five year since I’ve seen my friend Anna, when I left Sydney for Wales. We’ve stayed in touch by sharing the odd Facebook message, exchanging stories and Christmas cards, and stalking each other on instagram. We also both run. When Anna mentioned in our latest messages she’d struggled […]Read more "Severn Bridge Santa Dash"
I’d decided a few weeks back to tailwalk today’s parkrun, as I knew I’d be in this neck of the woods after my sister’s return to Austria yesterday. The trouble with signing up to volunteer weeks in advance is that you have little clue of what the weather will be like. Yes, I know skin […]Read more "Tailwalking in the rain"