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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One remarkable difference this Autumn, is the number, frequency, composition and size of flocks of birds. Taking photos of them is pointless […]
The weather forecaster on Radio 4 often says the word, but it is incorrect – surely there is mist, or no mist. […]
… or at least that was how it seemed. Imagine if you will a doctor’s waiting room. Patients, all of them wrapped […]
This fine chappie is a private war memorial that just appeared in 2014. No fund-raising, no permission, no fuss, just him. Made […]
The clocks have changed and the nights are drawing in. The fires have been lit 🔥 and the cottage is snug, the […]
When we first thought of approaching and suggesting that Joan needed her waterworks seeing to, we feared a frosty response; but no! […]
Or, Radnorshire Mean Time. It’s 05.00 by the alarm clock, 04.00 your time, and the view outside is a white covering, almost […]
Been on the agenda for ages, but now it’s time to get on with it! Joan wants a lovely display of bulbs […]
To Three Cocks, and the Christmas display gets better, and more involving…
We’re now letting the hounds run in the main paddock… Greyhounds are described as “forty miles per hour couch potatoes”… these are […]