I spent today doing a plant crawl. SImilar to a pub crawl, it was a tour of plant nurseries in the company of a friend. I say friend, but her plants thrive and grow while mine totter and fail. I’ve had enough success growing plants from seed the last few years, but last year andContinue reading “Plant Nursery Crawl”
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A Different Point of View
After I posted my thoughts on beach huts being an expensive and out-dated luxury, I had a response from a friend. She has hired beach huts before while on holiday with her family. I know the place she was telling me about; there’s a very steep climb from the beach to the town. So ifContinue reading “A Different Point of View”
Smokin’
Another week, another day out. We know how to live. Today’s visit was to Orford, mainly for a visit to Pinney’s Smokery. I’m vegetarian, he’s carnivore to the bone (but happy to join me in a veggie meal). Pinney’s smoke whatever they can get hold of – ham, bacon, cheese, garlic, butter. Yes, I doContinue reading “Smokin’”
Sheds by the sea
Last week, we had another small return to normality. We planned a day out at a local beach. There’s been a lot of debate during lockdown over the definition of ‘local’, and there were stories of people being fined for travelling seven miles from their homes for a walk in woods, of London residents caughtContinue reading “Sheds by the sea”
Still crazy after all these years
Our wedding anniversary today, and the cherry tree we planted for our 25th is out in blossom as it does every early May. Fabulous, frothy, pink blossoms. His choice. The cherry tree we planted for our 30th (my choice) has white double blossoms, but is a lot less enthusiastic and is always finished by theContinue reading “Still crazy after all these years”
A Short Story for St Patrick’s Day
My mother used to tell me that her mother was from southern Wales, and her father was from the Irish border. It always intrigued me, this idea of an Irish Catholic marrying a Chapel girl from the outskirts of Swansea. His family had emigrated from Ireland in the early 1900’s, when my grandfather was aContinue reading “A Short Story for St Patrick’s Day”
Well, I’m back
I’ve been quiet for a while. The demons I’ve been painting were carefully placed outside the back door (yes, I repainted the eyes yellow… and they do look better). The Crazy Cat Lady story didn’t make the top ten, so it’s currently homeless. It did better than the cyberpunk fairy tale, which didn’t get aContinue reading “Well, I’m back”
Do you believe in fairy tales? Naaah…
It’s been a week of amazing weather, even for the soft south of Britain. Up to twenty degrees outside in our garden; a few hours in a couple of days when we can wear shorts and T-shirts outside, and each day tempting us out to dig over the garden, check over the vehicles (which haven’tContinue reading “Do you believe in fairy tales? Naaah…”
Can I…?
Today’s been spent getting on with the kitchen. It needs it. My husband’s been re-setting the larder door on its hinges and putting architrave around the frame – now the door is in place and the latch is back on, he’s moved on to continuing the job of tiling the kitchen wall. He hasn’t doneContinue reading “Can I…?”
Nothing to see here…
No pictures, no huge progress, not much to see here. Move along, folks. Husband is getting spooked by the two large demons with black skin and red eyes and gold claws sitting on the workmate in the corner of the kitchen. He forgets they’re there until he walks in to make a tea or doContinue reading “Nothing to see here…”
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