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…
It’s that time again and the barn roof needs painting. I did it three years or so ago, and used…
A new broom sweeps clean, so they say (Ed. - Who’s they? Need some attribution here), but when to replace?…
Well, everything’s gone mad! Dry April, wetter than usual May, and more to the point, it was colder than usual.…
Is taking over and there’s nothing we can do. No anecdote about sombreros, no antidotes or arm filling, no detracting…
April was the driest for some years, and not for the first time we had an absence of April showers…
Native bluebells are out and springing up in the most unlikely places. Just singles, maybe a couple or a small…
Apples are the key to Eden. The gentle hum (buzz is too noisy a word) of bees, the grasshopper chirruping,…
Near the river gate we put a fence to protect the entrance from the Donks who persisted in eating the…