Pause the poo, shudder at the thought of shower. We(e) forgot to book the sewage man! Should be done every…
Man-sized ones! Underneath the Sycamores is a stone circle which has become overgrown and weedy. “What shall we do about…
It’s that time again and the barn roof needs painting. I did it three years or so ago, and used…
The shear joy of taking your coat off on a warm spring day. To cast off the dirty, cumbersome, restricting,…
A new broom sweeps clean, so they say (Ed. - Who’s they? Need some attribution here), but when to replace?…
Well, everything’s gone mad! Dry April, wetter than usual May, and more to the point, it was colder than usual.…
Strange old year “weatherwise” (dislike that habit of adding “wise” to words - my temperaturewise rises). Almost no rain in…
I haven’t seen or heard a Lark for years, and now I’ve taken a photo of one I still can’t…
“Oh! Doctor, I’ve a problem”. “Oh! Goodness gracious me, how outrageous...” as Peter Seller’s song went. The meerest breath, the…
Is taking over and there’s nothing we can do. No anecdote about sombreros, no antidotes or arm filling, no detracting…