We had spent the day in the cold northern air. Our fingers had frozen and our cheeks were red, yet as we sat by the fire, late at night...

A Slow Start   January is a funny month. Christmas is long gone and another year has now been set into motion to bring us who knows what...

I wasn't sure whether to post this in my blog section or my writing section but ultimately I think it belongs more as a 'Roe's Notes'...