Man-sized ones! Underneath the Sycamores is a stone circle which has become overgrown and weedy.
“What shall we do about that?”, chief gardener asked. Rash moment – “dig it out, take it all up and re-lay it”, says I. Haste and repent at leisure are words that keep going round my head.
So I did just that. Then I’m thinking that it’s all well and good but how are they going to get back?
Merryhall. If all goes to plan we are moving, hoping to move is more accurate;…
Started chapters like so. “To Oswestry…”. So I did. But why, I hear you WhatsApp,…
by any other name. Browsing the local Facebook group (useful for local news, gossip and…
Early longest-day morning. Can I say that? Goosander family spooked by my minuscule appearance: a…