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My Life On The Shelf / The Museum Of Crap

A Georgian sand shaker, a cast iron model 24lb artillery piece, a rather rude statue of Greek men wrestling, a 1980s brick shaped mobile phone, a WW2 officers’ compass, a metal AA badge, a (full) tin of corned beef from 1935….these, and other relics, are my life. On a shelf. To which more than six […]

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A Bad Case Of Wind

Two weeks ago the Met Office, terrified of a repeat of 1987, exploded into the media. Seven days ahead of the hurricane. Not unlike a hurricane themselves, they blew us away with gusts of satellite images of Atlantic storms vortexing towards us; earnest, school boyish forecasters found themselves headline news and expelled torrents of hot […]

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My Lovely Short Arm Wife

You read that right. Arm. Not a typo. The story begins with our elderly Landrover. This saw sterling service over the years as our glamping kit/glampers/logs/hay/rubbish/building materials transport. It was a beast but we loved it. Or I loved it. And so did Capable Carol who mostly drove it as Head of Glamping Housekeeping. Sarah […]

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Man About The House: part one

Around this time of year at Swallowtail Hill the husband spends more time in the kitchen.  This isn’t because he is cooking me gourmet dinners, it’s simply because it’s the warmest room in the house so he moves his ‘office’ to the kitchen table.  This is obviously highly annoying. Not only does this mean more […]

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By Sarah
December 17th, 2012
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Swallowtail Hill Goes Sports-tastic!

In the last fortnight I have become an armchair sports expert.  I’ve spent more time watching the Olympics than I care to admit to, and even more time googling the rules of the new sports I’ve discovered so that I can participate more fully – and shout more loudly at the telly.   It should be noted […]

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By Sarah
August 11th, 2012
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