I live in the little traditional seaside town of Weymouth in the county of Dorset. Having lived here pretty much the whole of my life, only ever having moved away twice… I missed it so much that I swore I would never leave again. Every time I crest the ancient Ridgeway I breathe a sigh of relief, I’m home. The stirring sight of Weymouth and Portland nestled in its protective basin below me makes my heart swell with pride.
I am proud of my home town, we have so much to be thankful for on our doorstep. It’s part of the World Heritage Jurassic Coastline. We have a stunning silky soft sandy beach, historic and vibrant harbour, the rugged beauty of Portland nearby and surrounding picture perfect countryside. We are surrounded by oodles of long, and fascinating history, from invading Anglo Saxons to fierce bloody battles of the Civil War.
Having a passion for history, I love nothing better than trawling through old books and newspapers, finding stories of past residents. Those same streets that my Victorian ancestors walked through, the quaint old shops my long past relatives frequented, what their friends and relatives got up to, good and bad! In the process I have also managed to gather in a whole collection of Victorian books that contain thousands of beautiful illustrations…not quite sure what I’m going to do with all those though! Consequently I’m making a start on here by combining the two.
Never having blogged (is that such a word?) before, and with nothing but a (very) hasty introduction by my youngest to the world of blogging…here I go! I live and learn.
Hope someone passes by and enjoy the tales.