Sometimes you forget where you live

The Young Kennel Club (of which I am a member of) recently asked for stories about favourite walks, I thought I would give it a go, it needs a little bit of work, but creative writing was never my forte.

I think I take for granted where I actually live, Widdrington, that small pin-point on the map that you can pass through everyday without noticing actually has some beautiful walks. I don’t have to walk much by main roads, or come across great deals of people. Instead I get in my car, drive for 30secounds and I’m down what has now become affectionately known as the ‘tip road’. Not because it’s actually a tip, but because years ago it housed the Stobswood Brickworks.

The large fields are brilliant for my spaniels, and instead of people we often come across the elusive resident hare, that as good as my spaniels are just can’t quite catch. It often becomes our own little playpen when we take out all 5 dogs.  The woodland is beautiful and it proves popular with varying wildlife, if your quiet maybe you might spot the deer or if your loud than maybe the families of pheasants.  

Despite the convenience of the tip road, the best walks to be had are just a stone’s throw away. The Northumberland Coast is one of the most spectacular stretches in the country, miles of dunes, golden sand and plenty of open ocean. More often than not, depending on the time of day you can have miles of beach all to yourself and your dogs. My dogs love the water, and it’s like having your own personal giant swimming pool, especially when the tide is out as it has left large pools of water. 

I should really be down on the beach everyday it isn’t raining to take full advantage of the fact I don’t live in a city. I like being rural, there’s something calming about it, I’m not a big fan of large cities and concrete, New York was an experience but it in no way appealed to me as a place to live or work. It’s not the pace of life, there’s just something about the fields, the grass, the wildlife; I’m a good old country bumpkin. Had I not grown up with dogs I may have a different view, but I’m glad I have had the privilege to grow up surrounded by these ever trusting animals. I am also aware of how lucky I am to have some many places to walk, perhaps a little less lucky if we get another two foot of snow this year!.


I am also hoping that some of you may be able to help.


Jamie (my boyfriend as pictured above with Rusty) will be running the Great North Run on Sunday 18th September, its 13.5miles and takes place in Newcastle.


He was given the a choice of charitys and he has chosen to run for the Alzheimers society, this is due to the fact that my grandad was diagnosed with Alzheimers ten years ago, since then we have witnessed the awful disease take away everything that made him who he was. 


This is the page we have set up below for fundraising. Please would you have a look, and donate what you can. 


Please feel free to send on this email or pass on details to any other family members. 


Thankyou from us in advance! 


http://www.justgiving.com/Jamie-Earle