Madrid anti-clockwise

I run early before heat encases the city, although its grip is palpable already. I slide beside walls and stick to shadows cast on slivers of street littered with last night’s debris. Morning tourists are few but strewn like slowly perambulating hazards. Smart locals in shades dodge them deftly whilst speaking nineteen to the dozen … More Madrid anti-clockwise

International Day of Happiness – really?

I expect that the idea of International Happiness Day 2018 will summon a sneer of disdain from my sceptical sixteen-year old (writes his cynical mother) … I learn about today’s significance in the village shop, where one fellow customer observes, “I’d quite like to be happy tomorrow as well.” Me too. The day isn’t going well in … More International Day of Happiness – really?

Schneelauf Nummer Zwei

Snow run number 2, featuring my favourite Treeo. And a welcome pitstop at Otto’s coffee house. Before the snowball fight begins. I love them, but when will they go back to school? Schneelauf Nummer 1 here.

Schneelauf and Chocolate

I’m training for Berlin so I’m running in German. It’s a Schneelauf (snow run).   I’m walking with my daughter so I’m talking in English. It’s a snow walk.   I’m home warming up with a chocolate brownie bake-up. Good in any language.    

Winter blues whispers and prickly tennis balls

The evening light is leaving us, and the nights are growing cold, but colours like these keep winter blues whispers at bay. I find crabapple red. And sweet chestnut green and brown. Pretty for decoration or delicious for dinner. (Just be careful when scuttling over a sweet chestnut carpet. It’s like negotiating carelessly strewn prickly … More Winter blues whispers and prickly tennis balls

Icy alien deer

0°C. Feels colder – the low-lying sun is lovely but barely warming. Icy white Knole Park with a lunar stillness. I even find alien deer. Curling fronds of fern are heavy with spiky frost, and spectre-like shadows reach across the earth. The newcomer deer has one – but mine is longer. Tomorrow’s forecast is for more of the same, … More Icy alien deer

Running thoughts

  Weather: Gusty. A short spell of rain shards hits my face. Golden sunshine at start and end. Delaying tactics: lots – I don’t fancy this run much. Frightened runners: one (very sorry) – totally freaked out by me running past her, too near and unannounced. Thoughts: Mustn’t think about whether my legs will or won’t work – … More Running thoughts