What a wonderful day, here in Warwickshire today. Blue sky, blossoms blooming and a lovely walk and chatter with my writing buddy and pal, Patsy Davies. It so happened that she and hubby Gary were passing through the leafy county and stopped off to look around Kenilworth Castle. Time flew by and the writing chatter was in full flow.
We had a mini break on a bench by the lake, and chatted about how we must not leave it so long before we have another catch up. We also discussed our latest romance stories and how they’re coming along.
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Reblogged this on Patsy Collins and commented:
I’ve had a lovely few days meeting up with writing friends – including romantic novelist Susan Jan Jones.
Thanks for the reblog, Patsy, and just because Alan thought you were Jan, you’ve got me back and now I have a new writing name, Jan Jones… mm, it’s growing on me. Ha ha.
Lovely to see you today, Suzy – yes, definitely shouldn’t leave it so long before the next meeting.
A lovely post and good to see photos of you and Patsy meeting up. You certainly chose a glorious day for it! 🙂
It was the hottest day so far I heard on the news, Jan. And also looking forward to meeting up with you in Telford in July. Now it’s time I got some writing done:))
Yes, meeting you in person after all this time is going to be good. 🙂
It’s lovely to meet up with other writers from around the country, Suzy! I enjoyed meeting Patsy and Gary last year.
Yes, I remember the photos when they went on a tour around Scotland. It’s fun to chat in real life isn’t it? but glad of the internet as well.
One of the oft-told tales in our family mythology is how my little brother wandered off during a visit to Kenilworth Castle and we really thought we’d lost him. Happily, he turned up – and couldn’t understand what the fuss was about. He’d only gone exploring!
Hello, Julia, just seen this. Glad you found him, and bet he had a great adventure.
Oh yes. It’s one of many stories we could tell about him. There was, for instance, the memorable incident with the potty and the Ffestiniog railway…
Now the mind boggles – you have to tell us.