The view from my window changes almost daily at the moment… From a seascape in Dorset, to the fields of Provence – to a Sunday run on the South Downs as if I had never left – and now I am looking out over the north terminal at Gatwick airport… Changing vistas, blue skies to…

We left a sunny shiny Provence, the light streaking across the rows of grapevines, and open expanse of green brown fields; sky blue, the clouds in sight – fluffy white… As we hugged Stuart and Sue goodbye, we said ‘We’ll see you somewhere… Maybe Edinburgh next’ – (where they live in the UK) – ‘or…

Today as I was on one of my traditional loops here from my brother’s home, barefoot now of course – when a man in a lorry stopped… I thought he was going to ask the way but I was wrong – he was checking I was okay… The weather was a bit cold and perhaps…

Another sunny warm day, the golden light flashing over the hills in Marseilles – rising around us as we ran earlier today… The ocean stretching as far as the eye can see… Lands mingling, memories of San Sebastian as we passed by wall with the waves crashing and splashing the road… A feel of Spain,…

An alarm at 4.40am did feel a little early… But Anadi and I are used to quite regular ‘mad o clock’ get ups, and it is also fun… We stepped out quietly into the night, no sign of the dawn…  But as we drove, it started to streak its way across the sky in grey…

I rose early and set off on another shiny sunny September sojourn alone in the lanes, the acorns and mulchy leaves, branches, gravelly gnarly asphalt making me very glad I had chosen to wear my skinner socks… I padded round the lanes feeling a little like I had forgotten to put my shoes on; but…

Another golden day dawned… Anadi came with me today, and because my feet felt a little tender from yesterday’s ouchie run, I was keen to stay on the softer terrain… We ran up the drive, to the long grassy muddy hill behind the church in Buxted Park, which leads to the lakes. As we approached…