More evidence that late Summer is now with us. A lovely misty morning taking the dogs for their early stroll.…
on a Friday morning. Is that a front? Or a back? Or the back of the front, who knows? But…
the picnic is planned, the pacamac is stowed, the folding rain hat has been stretched and re-folded, the seats have…
An excuse for a family gathering to celebrate Joan’s birthday. The first gathering since Covid re-wrote the rules on travelling,…
I’m sorry to report that I’ve lost it. Finally, gone doolally, bonkers, unhinged, maniacal, deranged, potty and turned into a…
The heavy rain yesterday knocked off, down one of the tulip tree flower buds. They are magnificent on the tree,…
At the Old Railway Line, Three Cocks. In view of the latest news on Covid, and a personal phone call…
Always attracts their attention! Donks should not be fed lawn clippings as they are too rich, too easy to gorge,…
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…