Welcome to Life in Mud Spattered Boots


I’ve spent much of my life in mud spattered boots. I grew up on a farm in the days when children disappeared outside after breakfast and returned home for meal times and we spent the school holidays making dens and playing in all sorts of unsuitable places, exploring the countryside on bikes and riding ponies. I wanted to be like the girls in the books I read, galloping their ponies through the sea and sleeping under the stars. However, I was more like the Thelwell cartoons – a small girl bouncing around on a fat little pony.

Then I grew up and now live with my family at Slamseys Farm in Essex about forty miles north of London. Still in my mud spattered boots.

Mud spattered boots outside door


I lurk in various places online, some more enthusiastically than others. I contribute to Slamseys Journal and Slamseys Instagram, read everybody else’s comments on Twitter but rarely voice my own opinion and confess to a slight Pinterest habit.

Find out more about Slamseys Gin, the farm or printmaking workshops on the Slamseys website.

One of the best things about this blogging lark is the connections that spring up and develop, so please say hello in a comment. I always try to answer any questions but if I don’t respond to your comment it’s just that I can’t think of anything else to say but “thank you”.