Tomorrow’s knickers today. On the topic of expedition underwear.

I’ve got a question.

It’s a bit personal, but it’s definitely one I’ve been asked many times before. It’s about expedition underwear.

How many pairs of knickers do you pack for a three day expedition?

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My top tips for solo wild camping in the UK

‘How far are you going?’

Was the first question I was asked as I puffed my way up the track, on my way to my first solo wild camp of 2022. I was already regretting the last-minute addition of a wool jumper to my outfit.

I could have taken the jumper off of course, but I would have had to carry it.

My rucksack was already stuffed to capacity.

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Taking my menopause outdoors

Menopause matters

Never mind pandemics. For me menopause is the new normal.

Although it’s been hanging around for ages.

According to NHS menopause advice, I should be done with perimenopause by now. I’ve never been average though. One can but hope.

There’s only so much fluctuation a girl can take.

'I feel as if I'm losing all my leaves.' This quote is from the film The Father. It made me cry. Not because of dementia but because it described so well how perimenopause made me feel.

Let’s talk about menopause

I wish I’d known more about menopause before it started.

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Fit for sixty? For once I’m struggling to find the right word.

Fit for thirty

In our late twenties Mr D and I decided we needed to do something about the weight gain and lack of fitness that had resulted from,

  1. Three pregnancies (me)
  2. Too much pasta (I blame the arrival of pesto to our supermarket shelves)
  3. A general satisfaction with family life

We embarked on our Fit for Thirty campaign.

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A year in the grey. Has dumping the dye changed my life?

When my hair first tipped past ‘half and half’ into ‘definitely grey’ Mr D and I both had an emotional moment. Me because I had decided there was no going back. He because he had known me since I was an inexperienced teenager.

I’m not inexperienced now.

I’m silver.

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Walking and yoga. There’s more connection than you might think!

Yoga’s an interesting one isn’t it. All that bending and balancing but none of the puffing and panting associated (by me at least) with walking up a hill or running.

At least that’s what I thought until I tried yoga for myself.

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Hormones? Should we dump them in Room 101 or take them outside?

It’s National Weird Question Day.

Not really, that’s on June 31st!?!

Although my researcher team (Google and Wikipedia) tell me that September 30th is sometimes Ask a Stupid Question Day in the United States.

But this question is both weird and stupid!

You are right of course. I first came to it during a ladies-only bunkhouse gathering. Which of course is exactly the type of environment in which all important society-changing questions should be debated.

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