A night in Plashes Wood

The full moon was heading towards the west yet still bathing the valley with it’s silvery light from a cloudless sky as I crept passed the last houses in our hamlet and headed north. Trying to avoid the crunching gravel that accumulates in the centre of the lane, I walked…

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A good substitute for football

For almost 3/4 of the year my Saturday mornings are taken up by coaching and managing an U12s girls football team. They are a great bunch and exceptionally talented, having won the Cambridgeshire League and Cup double last season. However, due to the weather this winter we have up to…

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