So today we are down in London for a trip to the ballet with our chum Anne. We pulled in at Kings Cross just after one and, more pertinently, ten minutes after my train book was finished. This was just about perfect, allowing for a little “after think.” Since then, we have chatted the chat,Continue reading “London bound”
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Snippety Seven
It is with some relief that I can report that the commencement of today’s record of Christmastide merriment began with the cheerful whoop of a cork being removed. Abstinence has been narrowly averted. In a move of particular specialness, Keith threw out the corkscrew yesterday on the grounds that it, and most certainly not he,Continue reading “Snippety Seven”
Knocked for six
Not going to lie I’m feeling a bit feek and weeble today. We walked the pooch in the murk and then I settled in to mince pie making, having received representations about the insufficiency of supplies yesterday. As I was rolling the pastry I felt positively wobbly. Obviously I continued and achieved the epic successContinue reading “Knocked for six”
Here we go again, brace yourselves..
‘Tis the first of December and in three weeks and threeAll needs to be readyfor our yuletide jamboreeBut the cake is still just batterthe presents are not boughtthe wreath is still a-growingbut is she overwrought? No reader she is not. In the Seasonal Steeplechase we are barely out of the traces and (to mix myContinue reading “Here we go again, brace yourselves..”
from dreaming spires to forest pyres
The beginning of the month brought a spectacular downpour. Lyra was all for waiting it out and retreated to the spot under the table that is just out of easy reach for a woman with a lead. However, when faced with the smell of a venison twisty bar found herself unable to resist. We thenContinue reading “from dreaming spires to forest pyres”
Lazarus speaks…
I have had this godawful cold/virus for over a fortnight now and only in the last couple of days have I felt even borderline human (as opposed to the land based kin of a race of spluttering green slime monsters from the depths of the Mindanao trench). Keith’s been fairly poorly as well and betweenContinue reading “Lazarus speaks…”
From the sublime…….
We scuttled off to Corfu at the end of September in hope of sun. It was a different side of the island this time, just across from Albania, and we arrived to blue cloudless skies and a dazzling display of bougainvillea in the hotel gardens. I had no idea there were so many colour optionsContinue reading “From the sublime…….”
Sizzle
Since my last gardening confession it has, in the main, been even hotter. Things are getting distinctly crispy in places and the ground is baked rock hard. All plans for planting, digging and splitting have been put on hold for the time being and the weeds have been allowed to cling on for a littleContinue reading “Sizzle”
The Hipster Diaries #7 Purple Patch
I feel rather a fraud now. My various scars are healing nicely (though a touch itchy). I’ve pretty much abandoned the sticks altogether, other than on rough ground, and I am nipping about at home more or less like a normal person*. Since my first proper physio session on Wednesday I’m confident that I canContinue reading “The Hipster Diaries #7 Purple Patch”
Not all doom and gloom
The news has gone, it seems, from pretty dispiriting to downright bizarre. I have taken to doom scrolling in bed before breakfast to see what fresh insanity has been unleashed. Lachlan, ever sanguine, is of the view that periodic bursts of bonkers are simply part of the human condition and, like goldfish, we have foundContinue reading “Not all doom and gloom”