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Apres le parapluie…
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can speak fluently and effortlessly , and it […]
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September creeps up on us…
More evidence that late Summer is now with us. A lovely misty morning taking the dogs for their early stroll. Mother in […]
… and the goose is getting fat.
The morning walk with the dogs is taking on a different character now. It’s the bank holiday and the last one before […]
A sky…
on a Friday morning. Is that a front? Or a back? Or the back of the front, who knows? But a lovely […]
“Push on”…
she said! HRH is getting into the stride of this being pushed malarkey. “Stop!”, “back a bit”, “over there”, “if you want […]
The excursion is booked…
the picnic is planned, the pacamac is stowed, the folding rain hat has been stretched and re-folded, the seats have been booked […]
Joan at 95.
An excuse for a family gathering to celebrate Joan’s birthday. The first gathering since Covid re-wrote the rules on travelling, meeting, hugging […]
Lost and not found…
I’m sorry to report that I’ve lost it. Finally, gone doolally, bonkers, unhinged, maniacal, deranged, potty and turned into a danger to […]
Tulip time…
The heavy rain yesterday knocked off, down one of the tulip tree flower buds. They are magnificent on the tree, en-masse, but […]
A morning shopping…
At the Old Railway Line, Three Cocks. In view of the latest news on Covid, and a personal phone call of reassurance […]
Lawn cutting…
Always attracts their attention! Donks should not be fed lawn clippings as they are too rich, too easy to gorge, not chewed […]