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Planting out…
Tomatoes. Slow TV.
Tomatoes. Slow TV.
Mother of invention, it is said. Shearing time for the girls, time to get rid of the winter overcoats and make life […]
See the Narbeth post for why we are here. Where? The town is a delightful mix of nostalgia for end of railway […]
Grass cutting is easy. Up and down lines neatly adjacent, stop, empty the collector into the barrow (found on the A470 and […]
When we moved here, nine years ago (coming up) we had an unbelievable selling situation with the purchasers taking the waddle. As […]
The gas man came to call”. So goes the Flanders and Swan song. Dunno? Link here: The song has partial relevance to […]
As you know I like shadows. Time passes, and there’s nothing like a river to bring home the point. One cannot even […]
A lovely day to scatter George’s ashes with Rosie’s under her tree. Thanks to the pair of you, you taught us and […]
A love story, or how anthropomorphism (our ability to turn animal things into human perspectives) is alive and well. An Irish puppy […]