It's been a cracker of a British week! We've had everything here starting with a Princess born, Wren veterans at VE celebrations, a visit to a Sir Christopher Wren inspired garden, and a General Election. It's a real trip down memory lane for me returning to the English countryside where I grew up. 1, I remember Wren... I was a country girl living in a small Oxfordshire village. Learning to ride my pony and cantering across these hills, or perhaps more like careering wildly out of control, I had a spirited and young chestnut mare. I never thought I would end up with a life of city living in Australia. 2, I remember Wren I gave birth to my two daughters in Cheltenham maternity hospital. They were easy uncomplicated births but on the third day after Daughter No 1 was born my car was stolen from the hospital car park. It was eventually found in Brighton six week later... I remember sobbing my eyes out with our new baby ...
Bangkok Blogger's birds eye view of the world