They never warn you about the troll on top of the bridge.
“ Who goes there?” A voice came from behind the balustrade. “Can’t you see there’s loads of wet paint?” Ella was frightened. But then,...
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Manager @Rum
- Nov 26
Swimming in the Rain
It’s 3.24pm and the feeling has finally returned to my toes. Ella’s nose has stopped running. Meike’s body temperature still has not...
Manager @Rum
- Nov 21
On Removing Ticks and Horses
The last few days have been action packed from start to finish. And that’s “action” as in “daily jobs which seem novel and peculiar but...
Manager @Rum
- Nov 17
Soufflé Sandwiches and Axe Throwing
A perfect combination for a lunch-break! Thanks to our resident French chef/decorator, Amélie, we had a leftover cheese soufflé from...
Manager @Rum
- Nov 14
There's a dog called Kevin on Rum
That’s what I learn when trying to connect to the WiFi to write this blog. We’re sat at the dining table, looking out over the patch of...
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