Durham
As if by magic, this blogpost has published even though I am not sitting in my lair surrounded by my books, scribblings, papers, souvenir beach stones and imperial regalia. No, I am in a big house in the village of Shincliffe, very near the city of Durham which is a hundred and twenty miles north of Sheffield. The post has been "scheduled" so if I have been killed on the Great North Road then I am in effect speaking to you from beyond the grave. WHOOOOOO! For the very first time, Shirley's widowed sister Carolyn is currently house-sitting for strangers for two whole weeks. The wealthy owners of the property are away on holiday in India for six weeks. Other arrangements have been made for the following four weeks. Carolyn doesn't even have to walk a dog. There's just a cat to look after and I suspect the owners also feel happier that responsible adults are living in their house during their Indian vacation. In case you were thinking otherwise, the owners k...