Just over the canal from where I live is the tiny village of Allandale. Its main street is lined with red sandstone houses built for brickworks employees in the early 1900s. The Antonine Wall runs through here, and there is talk of a new railway station in future.
Full-time entrepreneur, part-time ukulele plinker, occasional photographer, skin care fanatic, slightly over-sized clothes horse, moderately-successful gardener, unapologetic crazy cat lady, creative soapmaker, happy hen keeper, and enthusiastic birdwatcher. I bake nice cakes, but can’t find a hat to fit.