We love a lot about where we live in Sheffield. Walkley has a community spirit, a village feel, and you can bump into people you know when you’re out and about. There are independent shops and a lot of great people.
But there’s also a darker side, which Louise and Pippa faced bluntly this week.
We didn’t bother trying to get out for fireworks night this year.
But we have a good view across Hillsborough. So we turned off the lights and sat watching out of the window.
We have been testing a few options to find some transport which works for us now that we have a little one.
We haven’t owned a car so far, and by intentionally living in a city suburb within close reach of friends, local services, the town and a national park, we hope we shouldn’t need to get one.
Excuse me, I said.
Er?
Excuse me, do you know where the nearest Tube station is?
Oh, um, yes. This way. It’s – what’s you say – it’s – I’m going, I’ll show you. Pimlico! That’s what it is, follow this way.
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Writing the second book or album might be the ‘difficult one’, but in blogs it is probably more often the first post. So we’ll get this out of the way and aim for more interesting things down the line.
We’ve put this here to be a place to share some stories from our family. Going up hill and down again, in Sheffield where there are plenty of them, near the Peaks where there are more, and all with our new addition, Pippa.
Come along for the ride.
Sam and Louise
