Autumn is calling your name.

Like an artist with a magic paint brush,

So Autumn grabs our hands and our feet.

It magically guides us to a blaze of color.

It transports us to a place of warmth and comfort.

It guides us down winding roads and across lakes that whisper in the breeze.

The colors of a rainbow dance across the leaves

And the sunset and sunrise dance to the tune of the Autumn Breeze.

Can't you hear the sound of leaves underneath your feet?

The cold breeze against your back.

The heart beat of a new season has come.

A door closed and another opened as animals scurry to go to sleep.

This is Autumn can't you hear it call your name?

To come walk down it's lanes.

Come see the wonder that artist with his magic paint brush has painted.

Each year different.

Each year yet another master piece.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more.

Wonderful England in the Autumn.

I will have to say as autumn approaches I am missing home immensely. The colours on the leaves in England are magical and makes you just want to run in them.

Brown, red, yellow, purple and even dark blue. It is like a song being sung about the colours of a rainbow you will find in my England in autumn.

From stately homes to walking the streets of England, you will find the magic of autumn at work.

When I was a child, we would visit stately homes. I loved the history. I can still see us all walking around those old homes and walking around large lakes and the grounds. It is in those fond memories I bring you some photos of some beautiful places in my England in Autumn.

So take a moment and imagine the most beautiful colours that your paint brush can paint.

Because in that you will find England in the autumn.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more.

North Norfolk in Autumn oh so wonderful.

Autumn in England is amazing, although many of us sigh at the thought of a long winter. I look back with fond memories at the autumns I had along the North Norfolk coast. My godmother Rosabelle and I use to go blackberry picking and we would drive along the many narrow twisting roads to find our blackberries. I would love to walk into Cromer and no holiday makers to be seen. Our Cromer once more back. Market places hustled and bustled as the cold weather started to set in.

But this was home to me and I loved it. To hear the crisp sound of leaves crunching underneath your feet as we walked through the woods of Roman Camp. To see the amazing colours of heather and the smell of the damp mist rolling in. Hedgehogs and small animals would scurry across roads finding their last supplies for the winter.

The roads would now be slightly slippery with leaves falling on them and bike ridding was just a little more difficult. School children could be heard playing in playgrounds and mothers hanging out washing wondering if it would dry and how long the approaching winter would be.

But this is my England and as I type here I was more than blessed to live in such an amazing place.

There were so many amazing photo's that I found, I felt transported back to the place I love and miss.

I sure hope you get to visit the many wonderful places that have made me ME. I sure hope I get to be there one day.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more.

Saying Good bye to Oakham

As we end our visit to Oakham lets finish up with some more history. Oakham school was founded in 1584. The main building is still there today, it is now a simple war memorial chapel and is one of the most finest in the Midlands, this building still has its amazing carvings from that time. There are two more of the schools buildings one is a vicarage and the other was where lessons were taught and has its original roof and has been restored and even has the original charter provided by Elizabeth 1 with it's seal intact.

Oakham has a small market square dating back to the 17th century takes us back into time. When looking at it one imagines being transported back into history.

But Oakham has brought history and today together in the Oakham festival held from the 17th June to 3rd of July. Where music, drama and talent can be found.

For me as I look back I remember picking up my sister and brother from school, looking out of the window for my mum to come home from shopping and the material shop with its remnants in a barrels outside. Oh and least I forget the place where my mum bought me my first bikini for my doll yes it was orange and blue so 1970's as was my bedspread bright orange with flowers. Wow how life has changed or has it!!!

Pop back to see where my past will take you.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more.

TV Programs for the children of the 1970's

Before we go back to Oakham, I thought it would be fun to take a walk down memory lane.

In the 1970's and yes 1960's we did not have the Disney channel in England. I remember having BBC 1 and BBC 2 and ITV. There was no computers and no video games. Most children used what is termed as their imagination, perhaps some children would be wise to find that today. I remember finding a hedgehog and keeping it in a box in the front of our house. Not the best animal to keep, but still a fond memory.

Lets see what I remember. "Watch with mother," Camberwick green, Andy Pandy, Trumpton, Chigley, and Bill Ben, others have been saved for another post. Then there was the Clangers, Sooty and Sweep, and my all time favorite at four years old Romper Room. I mean would that lady mention my name? Could she see me in her magic mirror? I guess in a child's eyes, we will never know. To me she had power she could see me watching her, and I so wanted her to mention my name.

I don't feel I missed out in not having the many gadgets of today.

They are all fond memories of a time captured by us children of the 1970's.

So here for you to enjoy our some memories.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more.

Oakham untouched by time.

Oakham is one of those amazing places that has hardly been touched by time. It was the county town of Rutland until 1974 with Rutland being the smallest county in England at that time. However in 1974 it became a part of Liecistershire county. It's weather vein Cock Peter is found on All Saints church and is said to have guided the soldiers on their way to Agincourt in 1415. There was a church in Oakham in the Norman time, however nothing is left of it. The church that was built in the 13th century has some remains for us to see today including the splendid porch with it's details of wood carvings of animals. The Oakham Bible dates back to 1215, before the Magna Carter.

This is a little history into the wonderful town of Oakham, some what untouched by time. A place set in the rolling hills of the British countryside.

Please pop back for some more updates in this wonderful town of Oakham.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more.

Oakham Rutland

Well, my life has been a bit busy recently so I am sorry for not posting earlier.

I moved to Oakham when I was three, I believe, and lived there until I was four. We lived in a bungalow and at the top of the road was where my brother and sister went to school.

I do remember the market place, and my mum buying material from a store there.

My dad and I would look through the windows waiting for my mum to come home from shopping.

I did not realize until researching how close Stamford was to Oakham, where I lived when I was six. Stamford is approximately 11 miles from Oakham

Oakham is 85 miles from London and 17.4 miles east of Leicester. Oakham has one of the largest man made lakes in Europe. It has a church, a castle and is situated in some amazing countryside that surrounds this wonderful quaint town.

Well pop by again to read more about Oakham and it's history.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights

There's always room for one more

Freedom Reigns after 9/11

On the tenth anniversary of 9/11, I thought we'd take a moment to remember that day. I wrote two poems, one posted on http://www.cornfielddreams.blogspot.com and one on this blog. These poems I wrote shortly after 9/11 but still relevant to today.

Freedom Reigns

A book lay open on a bench.
It's pages turning with the breeze.
People walked pass, some cried.
Each person turning a page.
In my heart I cried a thousand tears.
I did not know a single soul in that book.
You see each page was a life.
On one day in time, they became heros.
In one day they became history.
People throughout the world cried for them.
They never knew that on that day,
Their lives would end.
Each page now a lesson to learn.
The price of freedom, we stand as one.
Whether American, British, or another nation.
United we now stand.
For the cry for freedom has been played.
And we will stand to see Freedom reign.
Not just on this land but everywhere.

Least we forget.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.

There's always room for one more.

Oakham

Enjoy pictures of Oakham, our next destination.

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.

There's always room for one more.

Buckle Your Seat Belts and Enjoy the Alice Show.

Welcome aboard the Thomson Airways with our hostess an amazing six year old girl named Alice. She will be explaining the safety features to you while you enjoy her lovely Irish charm.

Please enjoy your 4 minute flight with the link below:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CjHCc6TZhaM

Emily

Wishing you lots of Tasty English Delights.

There's always room for one more.