A Destination, Porto

The beach. Just the very word makes me sigh with a deep sense of comfort. For me there is something about it that draws you in; gives focus to the day. I only need to call out ‘shall we walk to the beach with the doggies?’ and all life springs into action. I wonder, what… Continue reading A Destination, Porto

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End of the Road: Portugal

Driving the road we felt ourselves lean into each bend and curve, felt our ears pop as we edged higher and higher… me and my girl, journeying to find the end of the road. I needed to find the end of the road because for a change, I wanted to be somewhere. No onwards, no through,… Continue reading End of the Road: Portugal

Let Them Play

I'm thrilled to have shared another part of our home education journey through a second guest blog post for the lovely Ross Mountney. Ross’s blog and books have been such a source of inspiration and support since we began our home-ed journey more than eight years ago. If you’re just starting out or considering taking… Continue reading Let Them Play

One Night in Portugal

Our Portugal is on the edge: bordered on one side by the indescribable lure of lively Spaniards and on the other, the comfort and softness of the Portuguese. The land is green, spilling into hidden valleys. It is dusty, backed by breathtaking rock faces. It is hot; it is cool, but it is always balm to… Continue reading One Night in Portugal

North We Go

It is so hot here that the air is totally, perfectly, still. Time feels empty. Hours stretch out with meaningless ease and I feel unable to meld into this giving up – this giving over – of energies to the heat. Instead I simply lie here wishing I could be doing something. Anything. For me… Continue reading North We Go

This Nomadic Life

I am sleeping (or not) in my car, which is parked up in France overlooking the Atlantic. Everything I need for three months is in the car with me and the feeling of freedom this thought brings elates me from deep within. The waves are crashing in the background; that and the sound of my… Continue reading This Nomadic Life