Mea culpa

Mea culpa

Okay I was wrong. That was difficult to say. It felt just like Fonzie in ‘Happy Days’, he found it almost impossible to admit that he was wrong, he was hardly able to utter the word…..but you need to be of a certain age to get that reference. What...
Two weeks and counting…

Two weeks and counting…

In two weeks from now I will not be sitting down wracking my brain about what subject matter to write about in a blog that not very many people read anyway. No, on that Sunday evening 14 days from now I hope to be walking on the cliff path, or sitting down with a...
Number 4 incoming

Number 4 incoming

Yes, brace yourselves, after a couple of weeks of relatively benign conditions heatwave number 4 of the summer is bearing down on us. Even before it properly arrives (it’s actually plenty hot enough today thank you) everywhere is looking parched again and my...
Feeling sad

Feeling sad

Last week was a short one for me having missed a working day to attend a funeral down in Buckinghamshire, so not as much was achieved in the garden, but one has to get one’s priorities right, and so it was a no-brainer for me to accompany Jennifer to pay our...
Squabs

Squabs

This is the sight that greets me when I open the chicken coop up in the morning. A Pigeon decided that it would be a good idea to build its nest, no more than a scruffy collection of randomly placed twigs, at eye level in the hedge right beside the hen’s run....
Bumbling about

Bumbling about

Well we got it. Not what they said we would get, but we got it, and possibly more tomorrow. When I left Moyns Park this afternoon I measured 16mm in the rain guage, an accumulation of yesterday and today, and very welcome it is too. The good thing is that, thus far,...

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