Country Ways and Cottage Days
Never Forget How Hard It Is To Continue To Show Up In Your Story That Looks Very Different To What You Thought It Would Be.
Sunday, 7 June 2026
Turns Out Vinegar Is Good!
Friday, 29 May 2026
It's {Nearly} Over
Sunday, 24 May 2026
Have You Ever . . .
Hello Friends!
Have you ever placed an order for frozen food and then, when it is already on its way, realised there isn't any room in the freezer? That was my dilemma this past Thursday. I'd ordered a dozen assorted pasties, quiche, and pies from Chunk of Devon not giving a single thought to the lack of available space in the freezer! Thankfully, a quick rearranging of things, and removal of some bags of peas that were more ice than peas, not only was sufficient space released for the pies, but enough over to accommodate the five boxes of Nuii that came from Tesco where they are on sale {the only time I succumb}. They are the best ice cream chocolate coated bars I've tried by a country mile. My freezer drawer now looks like an advertisement for Chunk and Nuii!
At least I now know that an empty draw will accommodate at least 18 Chunk pasties or pies, and alongside will fit up to 15 Nuii bars!
I promised to share with you the news of an exciting discovery in my "vestibule" {which is what I call my tiniest of all front porches}.
Friday, 22 May 2026
How Am I Supposed To Look?
Hello Friends!
An apology. I am trying to do a lot of things at the moment, sorting out the house, selling on Vinted, keeping up with my Walk 100 Miles For Parkinson's Challenge, getting the roof fixed, dealing with the incompetent Welsh Water, so on and so forth, and then the odd extra such as reapplying for my Blue Badge, well, it keeps a girl busy, but it also means my replying to your blogs has slipped somewhat. You see, typing is not easy and typing out my own blog takes it out of me. Something's got to give!
Anyhow, I just wanted to dip in here this evening to say, as many of you probably already know, that the Parkinson's UK garden designed by the amazing Arit Andersen, at RHS Chelsea Flower Show was announced this afternoon as the winner of the People's Choice Award! As voted for by the public, not the judges {who in the opinion of the public know nothing about gardens!}
I sat here and cried. Happy Tears, of course, but oh! how foolish I felt when, sitting and sobbing into my Kleenex, there was a tap at the door. I thought it was one of the builders so made a sorry attempt to say come on in. AArrgghh! it was a previously unknown to me courier! What on earth did he think was happening? LOL
However, it doesn't end there. I sort of blubbed out "it's okay, it's just that I'm watching the RHS Chelsea Flower show and Parkinson's UK has won the RHS People's Choice vote, and it's hugely meaningful to me because I have Parkinson's" He looked quizzically at me and said, "you haven't got Parkinson's" which, on so many levels highlights the sort of problems we who do have it face!
I have got Parkinson's, but how does someone who has Parkinson's look? How are we supposed to look when we are harbouring a debilitating neurological condition that manifests itself in any one of very many ways? How do people without Parkinson's look? Well, I have tremors. They are probably the most prominent symptom that most people associate with Parkinson's, but not everyone who has Parkinson's has tremors, and I don't have them all the time, and not everyone with tremors has Parkinson's. I've gained weight, but does that mean I've got/not got Parkinson's? Same can apply to speech, eyesight issues, loss of smell, taste, appetite. Some have hallucinations, or insomnia, or oedema, others don't. Then there are the symptoms connected with gait, stiffness, freezing, and shuffling. My skin and hair are awful, due to the medication, but then so is the hair and skin of others just because that's how it is. I could go on, there are over 40 such symptoms, all of which might be exhibited by someone with Parkinson's, but equally can indicate something else entirely unrelated.
Naturally, as the condition deteriorates {remember, there is NO CURE at present} then some of these symptoms become more obvious and others will develop. Right now, I am grateful that {so far} my visible "symptoms" are occasional tremors, I drop things, I am stiff and slow, and I stoop. Sometimes I shuffle, my balance is off, and I need to stop and rest more than most. But others with Parkinson's look quite different to me, in the same way that you, as you are reading this, look different to me, except you don't have Parkinson's {at least I hope you don't} On a good day, now that I've started to take more care over my appearance, if I'm dressed tidy, wearing make up, and have accessorised well, you might not notice anything untoward regarding my health, other than I need to use a walking aid.
With over forty known indicators, and not everyone gets more than a few, and everyone gets a different selection at the Pick 'n' Mix smorgasbord that is Parkinson's, how can you determine how someone looks? Take medical conditions out of the equation. Someone might be stiff and slow because they have arthritis. They might also have thinning hair, psoriasis, and drink a lot of coffee that manifests in tremors of the hand. They do not, however, have Parkinson's. Someone else {ME!} might be stiff and slow, and have thinning hair, very dry skin, and tremors, and in this case {MINE} they have Parkinson's. Get what I am saying?
My Parkinson's does not control who I am or how I look. I do. It may contribute it's five pennorth from time to time, but right now, in the here and now, I am still in charge of how I look, and as the man said today, "but you don't look as if you have Parkinson's". What worries me most is that, although I don't LOOK like I have an incurable disease, I DO HAVE an incurable disease, and one that causes a lot of frustration {when I can't move, or bend to pick up some of the things I am constantly dropping, or hold a pen to write, and especially when it gives the impression to others that I am lazy, not interested, or unsociable. It's all part and parcel of a very complicated and deeply misunderstood {currently} incurable medical condition.
Okay, I've rattled on enough tonight. I only dipped in to say how chuffed I am over the winning garden, and I've rambled on and on and on! Tomorrow, I need to share with you a rather amazing and magical thing that is happening right now in my "vestibule"! Well, amazing if you like house plants!
Until next time
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Thursday, 21 May 2026
Pulled in All Directions
Hello Friends!
I seem to be pulled in all directions right now. It's good that things I have waited on for months are finally happening, but I could do without them all happening together.
To try and take my mind off things, I've been studying on my Wild Welsh Herbal Medicine 2026 course and have strained and bottled my Nettle and Rosemary infusions. Stinging Nettle = Danadl Poethion, Rosemary = Rhosmari, and still in the Kilner is Dandelion = Dant y Llew.
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| Danadl Poethion Infusing |
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| Danadl Poethion Strained |
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| A very handy funnel with an interchangeable base |
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| Preparing to strain the liquor |
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| Rhosmari Infusing |
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| Rhosmari |
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| Rhosmari |
Think back to last December and the time I hurt my back which resulted in all kinds of help throwing itself at me. One of the things was a more appropriate bed, not a profile bed but something new that they are introducing, a cross between a bed and a chair. Well, it seems these beds are designed for people of taller proportions than me, so they have ordered a design for those of us of more diminutive proportions, and it has arrived. So I get a phone call was to book an appointment in the middle of June for me to try it out, then, if it suits one will be ordered. When will I get this bed, I wonder?
I had one of those phone call appointments, you know the sort, the clinic will contact you between 8:00 and 2:00, only in this case they didn't. Another half a day wasted.
There's been a slew of parcels that are delivered between 6:00 and 8:00 which means I can't go out for my walk as there is nowhere to leave them if I'm out.
Two days ago, I got a phone call to tell me the roofing contractor had a cancellation and could he come on Thurs/Friday this week to fix my roof. Well, I could have used more notice, but I have been waiting since March and if he couldn't come this week then it would be late June. No brainer, he was here today!!!
Then, late this afternoon, Welsh Water reared its ugly head again!!! This afternoon, I flushed the loo and the refilling cistern sounded rather poorly. It took ages, spluttering all the while, to refill so I waited and I flushed it again and out flows all the disgusting crud you can imagine. Taps on the sinks doing the same, and the concerto finished with no water. Phoned WW, oh, yes, they have been working on the stopcock again and they will come back to finish the job. Er, so what do I do in the meanwhile for water? Good question. I was told it might take 24 hours, but try leaving taps open, and eventually a filthy brown trickle appeared. By this time, I had hit the roof, 24 hours without water and no notice??? I began pointing out health issues, hydration issues, water for tablets issues, etc and not a drop of clean safe drinking water in the house. What can you do, though, when Bozo on the other end is a complete Jobsworth? I know I can always get a pitcher or two of water from a neighbour, but that is not the point. Eventually they sent someone around with a 2ltr bottle of cheap drinking water. He flushed the system and I now have water, allegedly safe to drink. However, it will be three working days before they finish the job {pavement dug up, only this time we have barricades} and Sat, Sun, and BH Mon don't count. He did say that the mess they've left is not satisfactory, has been documented and reported. Ho Hum . . .
Somehow, with all these minor dramas going on, in between the dramas and the inclement weather, I have for the most part kept up walking, although I have missed a couple of days when it has been logistically impossible, unless I creep out in the dark of night! Last night was not pleasant, as there was a sea fret starting to slowly slip across the land, and by this morning it was fully ensconced over the land.
Pretty pink Hawthorn
Bowers of Flowers the white Hawthorn forms a Bridal Canopy over the Bridle Path
I remember well this view when Carn Llidi was not hidden behind the giant Sycamore tree that stands in the way
In only a few short weeks, the hedgerows have gone from bare stone to floral fantasia!
The greyness of the slow sea fret as it engulfs the land from the sea
Sycamore Twins
So, the all too short reprise for pollinating insects is over, as the Council mowed through everything!
I hope that today Welsh Water will return and finish the job, and I hope the roofers will finish too, for my lawn is a mess. They will clear it up, but not until they are finished!
Until next time!
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Sunday, 17 May 2026
Another Week
Hello Friends!
As a result of the overwhelming generosity of everyone, I have increased my targets both of donations and miles walked. I've received my QR code but have decided not to put it on here because of the numbers of scammers we get.
I feel there are only so many photos of the same hedgerows that I can take, so today I took a few photos of clouds, but I did begin with this one. It's an update of a nearby public space that was mowed by the council. They cut half and left half to wild. It isn't quite three weeks but already the patch that was cut is full of flowers!


































