Girl on the Trail

Rebecca Lees Writer

A walk in the park

My news feed dances with assurances that my eyebrows are fine. The good hillwalkers of Instagram respond to my last blog post with customary cheer, animation and much encouragement. Apparently, the countryside is filled with decent guys who are too… Continue Reading →

Stars in their eyes

After nearly three years of sunrise and sunset walks with no one to share my hot chocolate with, it seems time again to foray into the world of dating. The last time I forayed, it ended in a marriage briefer… Continue Reading →

Review – Dr Bronner’s 18-in-1 liquid soap

I’m elbow-deep in bubbles on a campsite in the Ogwen Valley, filling the washing up shed with the gorgeous scent of citrus orange. When I’ve finished here I’m going to pop over to the shower block and wash myself and… Continue Reading →

Review – SueMe Beech Shorties

Well it’s not often I discuss my smalls on social media – it’s not that kind of blog – but bear with me on this one as these briefs are made from… beech! Yep, if you like your undies on… Continue Reading →

Review – Original BUFF® head and neckwear

With an autumnal nip in the air, now’s about the time to switch those lighter summer rucksacks to full winter kit… and firmly at the top of my checklist is my new favourite accessory. As friends know, I do like… Continue Reading →

July and everything after: part II

The still-immaculate OS map I bought just a couple of hours ago in the Elan Valley visitor centre is perched on a dam wall 120ft up. I’m tracing Esgair Perfedd with my finger and wondering whether I can squeeze a… Continue Reading →

July and everything after: part I

July is joyous. The heatwave goes on and endlessly on and I cram work into all kinds of odd 6ams and 10pms to be outside in it. I head along Fans Hir and Brycheiniog, through cotton grass tipped snow-white against… Continue Reading →

To the brightest star, farewell and goodnight

I’m in the quiet corner of Margam Park where we scattered Gareth’s ashes. He died 10 years ago today and I can still feel the shock carried down the line of the early morning phone call. Ten years is forever,… Continue Reading →

Life’s a beach, in boots and bikinis

The arrival of weighing scales in our house generates huge excitement. The teen has wanted a set for a while and, after much hmmm-ing and we’ll-see-ing, I cave and pop some into our shopping trolley. I’m really not a fan… Continue Reading →

Speak in public? Time to retreat

There’s a reason why I love writing. It’s because writing, as I discovered at a very young age, is infinitely preferrable to standing up and speaking to a whole bunch of people. And for someone who really doesn’t like speaking… Continue Reading →

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