Our New Life in the Country: Remembering

Sunday, 8 November 2009

Remembering

They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.

Age will not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

we will remember them.

I look with pride at my men, Alan, my husband, who spent 24 years serving in the Royal Navy and Simon, my eldest son, who spent 4 years serving in the Royal Logistics corps of the British

Army. Both lived through conflicts and wars and thankfully returned safely home to be with their families. There are many who are not so lucky.

For their sakes we must remember.

Sue xx

1 comment:

BadPenny9 November 2009 at 08:58
my father was a Royal Marine Commando. He never received councelling for " post traumatic stress " they didn't in those days and the things he experienced affected him.

He was a military man through & through - even ran away from where he was evacuated, faked his age and " joined up " !!!

He died several years ago but on November 11th ironically.
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This was my Blog, just me writing about our day to day life learning all about and then living the smallholding life. First we started on a farm in Oxfordshire, then we moved to a smaller place in Berkshire (both in England) and then we found a place of our very own at the bottom of a hillside in North Wales. Along for the ride were all our various animals, and we ended up with just our dogs, Suky and Mavis, our cat Ginger .... who secretly thinks he's one of the canine gang, a sheep called Ethel who wandered in off the road and stayed... and a roving band of egg laying chickens that live cheek by jowl with the local wildlife.

We grow our own fruit and vegetables, selling surplus plants and edibles at the gate. We sell the eggs the chickens lay, we reuse, recycle and rethink ... and life ticks over at a pace that suits us.

It was simply the wild and wacky ramblings of a 50 something townie turned country girl called Sue, who lost her heart to a sailor and started a new life in the country .... many years ago. On a path that took us from Cumbria to Oxfordshire, to Berkshire and then we found our home at the bottom of a wet and windy Welsh hillside by a busy main road.

Pull up a chair, grab a coffee and relax into a world of dogs, cats, chickens, polytunnels and veggies with the occasional grass munching sheep thrown in for good measure.

Sue xx

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