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19 Nov 2015

Woman in a Yurt Video Diary 12 – The Sounds of the Storm

by Francesca Cassini | posted in: 60 is the new 21, Bolder not Older, Nature, Wintering in a Yurt Video Diary | 0

It’s like being in the middle of a washing machine being in a yurt in the middle of a storm – rain lashing down and wind howling in from almost all points of the compass. When it’s dark and the … Continued

18 Nov 2015

Woman in a Yurt Video Diary 11 – We’re Still Standing!

by Francesca Cassini | posted in: 60 is the new 21, Bolder not Older, Communing with Nature, Nature, Wintering in a Yurt Video Diary | 2

Like huge freight trains and low flying B52 bombers the storm hurls itself up and over the land here in the wild of Wales. A massive creature it rumbles and shakes the ground. Tucked up inside my yurt I can … Continued

17 Nov 2015

Woman in a Yurt Video Diary 10 – Baptism By Fire-wood!

by Francesca Cassini | posted in: 60 is the new 21, Bolder not Older, Wintering in a Yurt Video Diary | 1

Baptism by fire? More like baptism by firewood! I had no idea how tough a job that would be – to stack over two dumpy loads worth of dry logs against the clock with no idea when the next torrential … Continued

12 Nov 2015

Wintering in a Yurt Video Diary 9 – Sun Rise and Elementals

by Francesca Cassini | posted in: 60 is the new 21, Bolder not Older, Communing with Nature, Nature, Wintering in a Yurt Video Diary | 0

What an awe-inspiring morning. When I opened the door of my yurt I was greeted by beautiful blue skies. I grabbed my iPhone, stepped boldly on to the decking and whizzzz! slipped over bang! But I didn’t seem to get … Continued

Five Bridges, Three Frontiers and 150 Euros

‘Was the post-break-up adventure I’d embarked upon going to end in the loneliest of deaths in the middle of nowhere? Was my determination finally to live life on my own terms going to kill me as surely as Isadora Duncan’s scarf killed her?’ Sandy Locksmith

Five Bridges, Three Frontiers and 150 Euros Emerging from a fever-induced fantasy of the beginning of the world Sandy faces the shocking reality. She’s held captive by a psychopathic vagrant, imprisoned in a medieval citadel cradled deep within an empty valley in rural France, and being subjected to terrifying sexual assaults. It’s the middle of a freezing December. How did she end up in such a hopeless position and what can it take to transform it? Sandy is certain that somewhere among all the unusual experiences she’s had over the previous month lies the key to her freedom. We journey back with her to the middle of November. In her late forties, post menopausal and childless Sandy has been trying to ‘create her own reality’ for months… The first novel in the Waking The Lions trilogy.