Author Archives: chrispenhall

About chrispenhall

Mother, writer, radio person. Lover of sun and flipflops. Doesn't like snow.

Notes from an ambler – the urban rambler: Stars in Portugal

I cannot see the sky on this murky December morning. I am in it. And as I look up and try to imagine the blue beyond the grey, I close my eyes and take myself back to a summer’s night … Continue reading

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Notes from an ambler (the urban rambler) Ambling Down Gower to Three Cliffs Bay

Sometimes ambling can take place in the outdoors away from shops and bars and can be identified as ambling rather than rambling by the wearing of inappropriate clothing and the speed at which you walk. There is a mathematical formulae … Continue reading

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Notes from an Urban Rambler (Ambler): Incorporating Food Stops into Ambling

  As a committed ambler I have learned over the years to pace myself properly in order to fully enjoy my surroundings. You can’t amble along a promenade, to a beach or around a town quickly or to a set … Continue reading

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Notes from an ambler (the urban rambler)

I am an avid ambler. That is an urban rambler. I wear flip flops or little canvas shoes with stripes rather than walking boots, and pause in cafes and little shops rather than on a clifftop or a high crag. … Continue reading

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Revenge

“Don’t!” shouted Ian, “Don’t. Please.” Jessica turned slowly towards him, tightly clutching the brick, arm still poised ready to launch it towards the window. “But I want to,” she shouted back. “It’s the only thing I want to do. It’s … Continue reading

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Downtown

Grace leaned against the wall, listlessly scanning the traffic, wearily waiting for the bus to arrive. She sighed, turning her attention to the cars and vans speeding by, a constant stream of noise and fumes, only subsiding for the beep … Continue reading

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In Which I Put My Demons To Rest and Upholster a Queen Ann Footstool

The last time my “crafty” gene reared its head was in my tile painting phase. The spoils of this prolific era can be seen throughout my house and hidden away in drawers: two tables, a teapot, a random actual tile … Continue reading

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