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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… I think that is what he is known as. The male pheasant has up to eight female pheasants in the grounds […]
well not quite, as you (might) know the theme tune for “Desert Island Discs”, but this is our idyllic place to spend […]
As we enter the (terrific?) twenties, we shouldn’t forget that Joan was born during the “Roaring Twenties” – the big band era. […]
… much like all the others really! But at this time of year it fills the visual and aural BBC airwaves with […]
Our photogenic donks for most of the year graze our sparse pasture. Donks do sparse, it is something to bear in mind […]
Well that’s not what I wrote – b++++y auto-correct! What I wrote was “Ginger Biccy time”. For they, you see, are donkeys […]
Christmas Day 2019. A lovely day of laughter, nostalgia, whimsy, generosity, fiz and cloudy lemonade (note to self; good doctor’s sample), good […]
’tis Christmas day in the workhouse… We are an hour away from official sun-up, but the day is slowly dawning. The stars […]
Hold hard there ombré! Don’t go down the local without being tooled-up, the kid’s in town, and he’s game for a challenge. […]