© irene waters 2015
We always visited England at Christmas when my husband’s father was alive. It was always cold but I loved it. I had previously only been in summer when all the hedges were in full leaf and I felt as though I was in a tunnel with limited vision. Claustrophobic. I didn’t feel this in winter as we tramped the trails in the Downs. At this stile the paddocks were icy and we laughed as we both at different times slid and fell. This day we walked from Patcham (Brighton) to Lewes where I saw tiger nuts for the first time.
In response to Shadow Shot Sunday 2
About Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist
I began my working career as a reluctant potato peeler whilst waiting to commence my training as a student nurse. On completion I worked mainly in intensive care/coronary care; finishing my hospital career as clinical nurse educator in intensive care. A life changing period as a resort owner/manager on the island of Tanna in Vanuatu was followed by recovery time as a farmer at Bucca Wauka. Having discovered I was no farmer and vowing never again to own an animal bigger than myself I took on the Barrington General Store. Here we also ran a five star restaurant. Working the shop of a day 7am - 6pm followed by the restaurant until late was surprisingly more stressful than Tanna. On the sale we decided to retire and renovate our house with the help of a builder friend. Now believing we knew everything about building we set to constructing our own house. Just finished a coal mine decided to set up in our backyard. Definitely time to retire we moved to Queensland. I had been writing a manuscript for some time. In the desire to complete this I enrolled in a post grad certificate in creative Industries which I completed 2013. I followed this by doing a Master of Arts by research graduating in 2017. Now I live to write and write to live.
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
Know it well; once upon a time I cycled up Ditchling Beacon on the London to Brighton cycle ride and other times walked the South Downs Way from The Berling Gap to Winchester Cathedral. Lovely reminder.
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As a child I loved the film Genevieve which also I think travelled that route. I didn’t know then that I would ever be there. Lovely on the South Downs. Glad to give you a reminder.
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You mentioning Genevieve reminds me of this Irene: a Surrey girl until I was ten, we lived in a little hamlet right off the London to Brighton road. Trips to the beach were always to Brighton (who knew of my connection with it decades later?) and one year, Blue Peter took part in the annual vintage car rally. Mum made a huge Blue Peter emblem on a white sheet and she, me and my brother stood for hours holding it up when the crew finally drove by – Valerie Singleton et al – and Mum had us write in about it. We received our Blue Peter badges soon after, but don’t ask me where they are now, long gone…
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I don’t know that we had Blue Peter here but I can imagine the excitement and probably the badges were unthought of til now. LOL ❤ 🙂
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You’re right about that Irene 😀 ❤
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Lovely, sunbathed hill, enchanting with the touches of snow and the delightful view beyond.
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Thanks Gemma. Icy, snow patched hills were a delight to me as they were something quite out of my ordinary.
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I like being reminded of the number of locations you’ve been: it’s sort of fun, 😀
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I’ve learnt a new way to travel. Will post about it sometime in the near future but for now I love being here there and everywhere with the flick of a finger plus I know it keeps you on your toes.
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Only when you don’t provide a location for some of your unrecognizable photos !!!
[grin]
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and then you keep me on my toes.
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Beautiful, awe inspiring view! Oh, and the subject, too…what are tiger nuts?
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Tiger nuts are not really nuts but are grown in the ground , a bit like potatoes but small like a nut. A reddish brown shrivelled looking thing that tastes good. They are the wonder food being good for you, giving energy, fibre, packed full of vitamins, gluten free, have no transfat or cholesterol and suitable for those with nut allergies and diabetics. Of course I knew none of that then. They were one of Roger’s childhood treats which he had hankered for but they aren’t (or weren’t) available in Australia at that time. I had never heard of them and he was thrilled at finding them.
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Did you find a crooked sixpence beside the crooked stile? 😉 Happy 2015!
Shadowy Blue Window
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LOL Haven’t heard that for years. Hope your 2015 is great also. 🙂
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Seems like you can see forever!!
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Yes you did.
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What a view! I had never heard of tiger nuts before and I read your response. Interesting!
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My husband used to rave about them, a treat from his childhood, but I hadn’t heard of them. If I looked for them here now I would probably find them in a health food/organic store.
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What a fab walk my friend…let’s go, right now and then we can go for a cuppa at a tea shop in The Lanes afterwards 🙂 ❤
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i’ve got my shoes on
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😀
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