Returning as a tourist to a place you once lived can be interesting. We did it in Wellington recently, staying in Newtown, an area we’d driven through regularly but never spent much time in. On a wander around one fine morning I looked across the main street and saw, above the awning over standard restaurant/shop […]
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Two Tales of One City
(With acknowledgement to a far better writer than I for the title) My return to Sheffield, the place of my birth, a city I still refer to as my home city – even though I call Wellington home – is frustrating. It rains all day. We get wet packing the car; we get wet when […]
On The Edge
Drive south out of Sheffield on the A625 and there’s a point, just as you leave behind the buildings, when the road swings and your vision is filled with hills ahead of you. At this time of year they are glorious with the pink and purple of heather and the bright green of bracken. Behind, […]
Dam It.
Three dams, three reservoirs, one cycle track, sixteen miles. We’ve done about a hundred yards before rain splatters my sunglasses. Damn it! But we aren’t daunted. The forecast said 2% chance of showers and my calculations make that less than a couple of minutes so it should soon pass. Should… The two upper dams, Howden […]
Tracy Annenberg 