British Summer Time arrives!

I love it when the clocks go forward. And what a glorious day too. A walk on the South Downs was definitely what the doctor ordered. In just over an hour, I ticked off pretty much all the sights and sounds of spring. Lovely.

Except for the smell.

  • Green woodpecker – tick
  • Chiff chaff – tick
  • Skylark – tick
  • Sparrowhawk . Probably the same one that covered the patio in feathers last weekend – tick
  • Warm sun – tick
  • Bluebells in leaf if not in flower yet – tick
  • Daffodils – tick
  • Gorse in flower – tick
  • Cooling breeze -tick
  • Dog walkers – tick
  • Cyclists – tick
  • Farmer ploughing, followed by a horde of seagulls – tick
  • Wind from the north, which is really unusual here. And that’s when I realised that not only was the farmer ploughing, he’d also been muck-spreading too. – TICK. Urgggggh.
Ashley Mothers Day 1

South Downs. Brighton and the sea in the distance

Now what I have I committed myself to?


Now I’ve gone and done it.

Committed myself to writing 12 short stories in 12 months. And submitting them for critique and comment.

*Takes deep breath*. The first one is due on 15th Feb. Wish me luck …

Oh, and if you want to find out more, and maybe join me, have a look at

And for no very good reason except that it was pretty, this was sunrise at the river Adur in West Sussex, a couple of days ago.