Apples galore
We’ve done very well this year, and time to pick the Cox’s Orange which we inherited. The Donkeys have been taking a […]
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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 […]
Postpone the pee…
Pause the poo, shudder at the thought of shower. We(e) forgot to book the sewage man! Should be done every twelve months, […]
I’ve taken up jigsaws…
Man-sized ones! Underneath the Sycamores is a stone circle which has become overgrown and weedy. “What shall we do about that?”, chief […]
Barn painting
It’s that time again and the barn roof needs painting. I did it three years or so ago, and used bitumen which […]
Shear joy.
The shear joy of taking your coat off on a warm spring day. To cast off the dirty, cumbersome, restricting, weighty history […]