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?
A gotta-be-done job is stocking up the log store prior to winter. Although with a…
If you’ve been reading you’ll know that Beefy cuts or trims the surrounding hedges with…
What’s one thing you own that holds deep sentimental value? A piece of matter. Interconnected…
This rabbit hole didn’t exist, it’s a non-rabbit hole. At least it was until my…
What’s one piece of travel advice you always follow? The advice came from a colleague…
The morning after storm Austen and the river has barely risen. Could be that there…