Pause the poo, shudder at the thought of shower. We(e) forgot to book the sewage man! Should be done every twelve months, can push it to eighteen, but it’s now two years since Mr. Mayglothling came to call.
Sandie says we’re on a roster. She can use the facilities on even days, and I’m on odd days except when there’s a “u” in the month.
Three months into playing in the tunnel, what is it looking like? https://youtu.be/L9Da85uCQUQ?is=4wKPIP_pLAxEz5gp
The cockchafer or the ‘doodlebug’, a nickname later given to the V-1 flying bomb of WWII…
The time is late afternoon, the date is early May, after some heavy rain and…
Our wild flower meadow and orchard is a riot of colour and activity from the…
and the Turkey is already fat! But rather incongruously she is in the garden! Not…