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Behind the scenes… is a secret quagmire
After the walk / The blog / The book / The film

Behind the scenes… is a secret quagmire

It’s been grim few months. Four, five, six months. Maybe a year really, since I passed the self-imposed deadline for finishing this project. I set it arbitrarily during the Kickstarter campaign, thinking I’ve never had six months to do one project before – what luxury! – there’s surely nothing I […]

The low – I miss walking…
The blog / The book / The film

The low – I miss walking…

This afternoon I got my own set of keys cut for both parents’ houses. It’s the first time I’ve carried keys in a while. I put on a different outfit on Monday, but I then I wore it until Thursday – changing daily seems a bit of an unnecessary fuss. […]

Midsummer mayhem
The blog / The journey

Midsummer mayhem

Listen to your donkey, said two donkey godmothers and a couple of other kind donkey people, after I posted a picture of Chico refusing to move, or ‘planted’. He’s trying to tell you something. To me it sounds like this: “Are we nearly there yet? You didn’t tell me we […]

The battle for power, when neither of us want it
The blog / The journey

The battle for power, when neither of us want it

Things are moving fast out here, in some ways. In other ways, not so much. Fortified by a little wine I finally worked out the miles-to-time ratio this evening and discovered that if I keep on at this rate we’ll be back in Aberystwyth in fifty weeks. Pretty much a […]

How to buy a donkey
Plans / The blog / Uncategorized

How to buy a donkey

Early on people said, “How on earth does one go about buying a donkey?” “Easy!” I said, deliberately breezy for laughs, but also blissfully unaware of the pain to come. “Horsemart!” Horsemart exists, but I’ve not looked at it recently – instead I’m doing the rounds of donkey dealers and […]

Too much direction and not enough donkey
Miscellaneous / Plans

Too much direction and not enough donkey

A few days ago I wrote a long blog full of woe. I’d realised that the donkey I had lined up, Mali, wasn’t the right one. She’s young – only just four – which is pre-teen in donkey years, arguably not yet finished growing, and certainly not accustomed to the […]