Tag Brixham

Man and Boy

The history of my beautiful home town of Brixham is entrenched in the fishing industry. It’s still a thriving port today. When I bought my house here the estate agent tried to big it up by comparing it with posh…

Walking with a Purpose

Part of my self care at the moment involves long solitary walks to destinations close to my home. I’m spoilt for choice. There’s coast path, farmlands and woods nigh on our doorstep. I’m very blessed for I don’t even have…

Brixham at Twilight

It’s mainly pictures today. I thought that I’d share some festive shots of Brixham at Twilight that I took on the way back from a wee shopping trip into town to buy odds and sods. Nothing too exciting: flavoured Rennie,…

Grandad in Fishtown

This is my grandad in Fishtown, part of Brixham where I live now. He was the  father of my dad, a well loved man in his lifetime. He’s been dead awhile now, since the late ’70s.  If he were alive…

Brixham Angels

Ah a little post about the local legend of the Brixham Angels. What can I use to illustrate it? I know. Here’s another one of my mosaics. The angel wings are a favourite of mine made for a friend, one…