Author: Living in Lymington

So the dust begins to settle on another festive season and it seems the only decision to make is when do the decorations come down. Well maybe not the only decision. Since late December the January sales have been in full swing in Lymington and visiting friends have already benefited with up to an amazing…

Every year in Lymington someone moors a small boat in the Lymington River just off Bridge Road. In past years it has contained snowmen and santas among other things. It looked particularly festive when it snowed, but due to the inflatable nature of the occupants, there was a tendency to turn around whenever there was…

Courtesy of Tescos at New Milton. Christmas has been purchased and unlike Margot and Jerry it didn’t come in a box, we had to go get it. Now I have to confess that unless shopping is accompanied by fireworks and a large boat sailing away, I find it a chore. I know that supermarkets are…

Every so often I have to drive up to London on business. Today was such a day. The car was under the impression it was a mere 2 degrees C and I found myself broadly in agreement with it. It’s not really too bad a drive once you get used to it, the first half…

Every so often we have assembled a shopping list long enough to necessitate a visit to the West Quays shopping centre in Southampton. It’s kinda spread out a bit with warehouse-style shops until you get to the main consumer cathedral where Marks & Spencer and John Lewis are to be found. As far as I…

One of the things I love at Christmas is seeing bright coloured lights strung in the streets as well as in homes. However for the last couple of years the Christmas lights in Lymington have been well, virtually non-existent really. This is in stark contrast to Lyndhurst and to a lesser degree Brockenhurst, further to…

I love water features, all that splashing sound is really soothing except when it’s inside the house. The cat’s late much lamented little mate, Tiny Cat, wasn’t quite so picky. He was drawn magnetically to the sound of running water wherever it was. A little inconvenient when he used to attempt to jump in the…

OK I admit it, a ‘red-top’ headline worthy of any tabloid as far as being ever so slightly exaggerated is concerned. However I’m still a tad traumatised so I claim mental immunity. I was parking my car in the car park at church before a Christmas carol practise last night when this large wall jumped…

Any guesses as to what the tiler said as he left yesterday afternoon? Yup, don’t walk on the tiles. So naturally I did. But I had a good excuse M’Lud. See part of the roof in the room-with-no- name is made up of this plastic stuff which they make conservatory roofs from. Mostly see-through but…

When it lets water through. Technically it then becomes an open door, or as near as makes no difference. Just before we went on holiday in September we found our front door had rotted to the extent where a finger could push into it, a fact cunningly hidden by the gloss paint which looked perfect.…