Wild Geese

This is the story of my life from the war years living a modest and pretty uneventful life in Lancashire to marrying an artist/rock climber which opened up a world I had never known. Our first home was in the bleak Peak District and eventually (as befits a rock climber) to the delights of the Welsh hills with a splendid view of mountains.

I have spent the majority of my years in this ‘other’ country with all its wonders and delights, but I am mortified that I never learnt to speak or read the language. Nevertheless, I can turn my pen to extolling on the many delights that have come my way from settling into this land of Wales.

We restored a 400 year old cottage with a tremendous view of Snowdonia (it was the view that clinched the deal) and the ‘Wild Geese’ of the title refers to our flight from our familiar world and all our relations to this Welsh wonderland.