Louis Theroux…
Through the keyhole. Is that the programme? As you know TV isn’t my strong point, but any road there’s this. Joan wanted plants for the jubilee but also wanted them seen from the kitchen window To hear is to obey!
The best time of day.
Early morning, the sun is up but still thinking about it, the temperature is cool – 7.7 degrees, but the feel is that it will be warmer later, too warm. It is quiet, nothing is stirring, even then heron has […]
The lost week.
Shorthand for the period of seven days which doesn’t make sense, during which: A man got irritated and confused A wife got frustrated and took over (Thanks Sandie, xxx) A doctor hadn’t a clue what the man was on about […]
Mayglothling
what a lovely word to get around your tonsils! it is of Worcestershire origin and graces the vehicles of the largest local waste disposal company. Based in Kington, Herefordshire, it specialises in cess tank emptying, and clears ours. Joan had […]
Gotta be done…
Might feel a Wally (old Metropolitan London expression-Ed.) but safety first. Getting log sawing over in long trousers over wellies to save them filling up with chippings and saw dust, prior to removal of said sawn bits with my shorts […]
And so it begins…
after the tree felling, the storing, sawing and splitting starts. The men did a great job and I an in awe of their skill and expertise in felling them more or less in the correct places. Inevitably there has been […]
The trees.
One of the things that attracted us to Merryhall was the trees. Two enormous Sycamores which must be a couple of hundred years old and tall enough to reach the stars on a clear night. The cottage dates back to […]