About Tiff

That’s me in someone else’s hat. Which is about typical for me, I like hats and tend to borrow ones I like. I also try to persuade the hat’s owner to give it to me. I don’t think I’m very good at the art of persuasion, I haven’t had anyone give me their hat… yet. I did accidentally steal a hat once, but that’s a whole other story.

I like to call myself a misplaced American living in the UK. I spent the first 27 years of my life in Tacoma, Washington State. I used up all my saved adventure points, when I met my husband Mal on-line and quickly decided that not only would I keep him but I’d move to the UK to live with him. I now spend my days along the banks of the Mersey River in Egremont, which is a round about way of saying that I live in Wallasey.

I enjoy photography,  writing, crafting, gardening and cooking among other things.

I have been called The Keeper Of The Archives and it’s a title that fits really. I’m passionate about the art of story telling, I believe that along side the stuffy dates of births, deaths, marriages and other dates there are stories that need to be told. The written/oral history of family members is an important part of the history of the world, it’s the fabric to which the bigger parts of history are weaved into.

I absolutely love pens, purple, and Moleskins.

If I had to pick four labels to describe me they would be: a dreamer, silly, eccentric, and an explorer.

 

 

 

 

7 thoughts on “About Tiff

  1. Oooh you’re originally from the States! That I didn’t know. Well I do now haha.
    What kind of issues does your cat have?

    Lovely to read a bit about you ^_^

  2. Daisy is a rescue cat. She was taken away from her Mum to young and then not treated nicely in her first home. When we got her she was 6 months old and was just a big fluffy ball of angry. I think I was covered in bite marks and scratches for about a year.

    She a bit odd and will never be a very social cat. But she’s much more social than she was when we first got her. As much as she drives me nuts she also makes me laugh, the house would be empty with out her.

  3. That’s really sweet! I’m glad that she has a nice & loving home now 🙂 I can’t understand how people can treat a pet unkind. Doesn’t make sense.

  4. I can’t either. Always makes me so angry when I hear of it. We only saved Daisy because her owner was the boyfriend of the woman living across the street from us. He was moving in and they didn’t want two cats.

    I hate to think of what would have happened to her otherwise.

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