One Camry, slightly singed. Previously written off by an insurer. Going once … going twice …

With grateful thanks to the very organised teacher who left these out for me to photograph.

Like me, Bella is starting to go grey.

This is her “indoor kennel”.

Solitary trees are hard to find.

Two today.

We went to Sydney. Mission: make extensive use of public transport, for Mr 3’s enjoyment. We walked to this building, too.

This guy moved to another seat after I took his photo. Maybe we smelled funny?

P is for Please.

I guess I’ll be pulling over for roadside photos between Cardiff and Metford more than usual this year.

Here’s my take on Hexham. Can you imagine living on the bridge?

Pub decor.

Being sick today made it impossible to venture out for a more unique photo. Is the sight of Miss 1 digging in to her first mac and cheese [and ham] unique enough?

If you follow me elsewhere (Instagram, Twitter, etc.) you might already know that I have a rare problem with my digestive system.

It’s called achalasia, and my least favourite symptom is the need to lie down after every few mouthfuls of food or drink. If I don’t, I’ll bring it up all up again. Not even water goes down smoothly. (It’s actually miraculous anything goes down at all.)

There’s an upside, though: I get forced to look at things from a different perspective.

My love of trees has only increased as a result.

(Favourite symptom: losing 20+ kilograms without even trying.)