Berwick & Borders Yoga

Berwick & Borders Yoga Worried about not being able to touch your toes? Come along and find out why that doesn't matter! I first went along to classes to keep a friend company.

I've practised yoga for 30 years, taught for ten, co-founder of Babyama Wellness Hub, not very bendy, excellent at lying down. I hope to build a community of like-minded yoga enthusiasts throughout Berwick and the Borders region. My name is Trood and I've been practising yoga for the past 25 years. I confess, I was more interested in the coffee and cake we went for afterwards...

As time went on

I realised that I was getting more out of yoga than the physical challenge (and the cake); it was bringing me a sense of calm, and for the first time I was gaining an insight into who I really was. Wind forward to last year. Feeling trapped in an unrewarding job, with children grown and in the process of flying the nest, I realised there was nothing holding me back but fear. I took the plunge and successfully gained my 500-hour, CYQ Level 3 Diploma in Teaching Yoga. I can honestly say it was the toughest thing I have ever done, but definitely one of the most rewarding. I work with a sense of fun, acceptance and irreverence. There's a lot of laughter. Come and join me. Classes are 60 (Flow) or 90 minutes (Hatha) long and cost £9.00 (or £7.50 when bought as a block). No need to bring anything other than a mat and a willingness to let go. I'll see you soon!

Day #8. Yep, uh-huh. We're at the stage of lying upside down on a chair with a floral drape reenacting Ophelia's last m...
13/08/2026

Day #8. Yep, uh-huh. We're at the stage of lying upside down on a chair with a floral drape reenacting Ophelia's last moments.

Things I'm grateful for today, then? A Gen X childhood and chocolate digestives.


11/08/2026

Look at me! All up in yo face with admin even as my leg is all up on a chair.

I'd love to be able to say I'm aceing my to-do list with this enforced down-time but, to be honest, I'm spending much of it pouting and sighing pensively in the manner of a Victorian consumptive.

But here are some things to look forward to for this September, set to some chill music to put you in the right frame of mind.

Because remember, Beautiful Mat People, yoga isn't about the shapes you throw, but how you think about 'em.

In turn, that'll make you think a lot more sensibly about all sorts of PROPERLY important things.

That's why we do it. That.

Come along then, and get yer heid sorted. 🥰🙏T x

04/08/2026

I'm interested. How do you respond when you need to take time out due to minor illnesses or operations?

Speaking to people, many of us are grateful to "have an excuse" to rest. Like, we need to earn the right, or it needs to be officially sanctioned.

So we almost welcome being sick in order to grab a few days away from our culture's relentless drive to be productive.

All kinds of messed up, no? Whaddya think? 🤔🙏T x

04/08/2026

I'm interested. How do you respond when you need to take time out due to minor illnesses or operations?

Speaking to people, many of us are grateful "to have an excuse" to rest. Like, we need to earn the right, or it needs to be officially sanctioned.

So we almost welcome being sick in order to grab a few days away from our culture's relentless drive to be productive.

All kinds of messed up, no? Whaddya think?


It gets worse before it gets better, right? RIGHT?🫣Prepping the front of the house before it's repainted. Soooo much cem...
02/08/2026

It gets worse before it gets better, right? RIGHT?🫣

Prepping the front of the house before it's repainted. Soooo much cement bodging that needs removing! 😱

Anyway. Our dear ol' house has always looked something like a dog's dinner. Really because she's lived many lives.

Part of the famous vaulted cellars run under us, as our house was the offices for the old Berwick Brewery.

That fill-in round the front door? Originally, it was the brewery passage through which carts would come and go to the cobbled yard behind.

Those squares either side of the door? Um. Yes, the remains of a later window sill. (Because why remove it if you can just cut through it? I say this, like, ALL the time. 🤷🏼‍♀️)

The bay? A Victorian addition. It was never part of the original building.

Over the last two hundred-ish years,this row of houses has been remodelled, divided, refurbished.

It's going to be really lovely to give this old girl the glow-up she deserves, that still hints at her former glory.

Watch this space! 🤗



For motivation, reward must come first.This is me, fortifying myself to deep clean the studio. 💪🤤
31/07/2026

For motivation, reward must come first.

This is me, fortifying myself to deep clean the studio. 💪🤤

Where I write pretty words, overseen by St Virginia.Like my book, this little nook is still work in progress. I have ano...
27/07/2026

Where I write pretty words, overseen by St Virginia.

Like my book, this little nook is still work in progress. I have another moth to hang, and I'm on the hunt for further old glass ink bottles. Or anything, really, that brings me joy to look at or touch. 🤗

Cos I'm a povo, my what-not is from the 70s, not fin de siècle. But I reckon it gives?

A lot of these splendid curios - eg, the nib pens, earthenware ink pots, the wee copper lustre jug - have come from Cameron Robertson, who had a fabulous pop-up a while back. Thank you! 🥰

Shout out must also go to Ali Edwards, whose beautiful coasters are in constant use! ☕️

There're still a few more projects here to complete before my Room of One's Own is totally finished but, cripes and crikey, how lucky am I?

Really, there's no excuse. My Booker Prize-winning novel must surely be in the bag! 🤪


15/07/2026

Plants. Equals joy and oxygen. 🌱🌿💚💚💚

Also marital disputes, but just ignore those.

Did you know that moving from one part of the country sitting at a comfy 17° on the thermometer to another at a Miltones...
11/07/2026

Did you know that moving from one part of the country sitting at a comfy 17° on the thermometer to another at a Miltonesque 34° ACTUALLY causes your brain cells to explode due to electrolytic depletion and synaptic strain?

[Source: my imagination]

I found myself in a Waterstones in Londinium this week, unable to work out the alphabet. Familiar with the letter 'K', yes, but I was quite unable to remember where it sat amongst its kin.

For the heat had done my brain in, and in more ways than this...

I'd arrived armed with my usual mood board of books:

👉 So Late in the Day, Claire Keegan. Brief and exquisite gorgeosity, five stars. Begun and ended on the train.
👉 The New Dress, Virginia Woolf. Short stories, mixed bag, beautiful and self-indulgent in equal measure, perfect dipper book.
👉 Think Least of Death, Spinoza on How to Live and Die, Steven Nadler. The thought farts of a 17th-century Jewish excommunicant. Surprisingly Buddhist-y (well done, excellent) but badly let down by his being a massive misogynistic w****r. (God, can't these Great Thinking Men EVER be original?!)

But so marinaded in my own briny juices was I, that I couldn't pull my attention together to read nary a word of em.

Light, I thought, something light.

Hence me blanking out in Waterstones scanning the shelves for Stephen King.

Judge away, go on. I am peace with this decision.

Salem's Lot, to be precise, a book that I've read many times over so I figured minimal cognitive processing required, right?

But the bloody alphabet got the better of me and, thermostatically overwhelmed, I went to leave.

Luckily, there are authors out there who don't p**s about trying to get the attention of a brain on its knees.

Which is why, Gentle Reader, I left with Shy Trans Banshee by Tony Santorella.

And, let me tell you, it's an absolute scorcher. 🔥🙌

Look! It's real, it's not a stuffed toy!Puffins are as fabulous in real life as you hope them to be.Serious little clown...
05/07/2026

Look! It's real, it's not a stuffed toy!

Puffins are as fabulous in real life as you hope them to be.

Serious little clowns streaking through the sky with a beakful of silver to bury in the ground.

The most magical experience. 🥹

Check out the last slide. Squadrons. SQUADRONS, I tell you! 🤪❤️

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