Life carries on much as normal, given the increasingly bizarre times we live in. The weather, thankfully, has picked up and jobs that have been on hold for a couple of weeks have risen to [more…]
If you thought strawberry tales was boring, then I guess you’d better hold my coat (as the saying goes). Following several days of not being able to even enter the greenhouse, apart from a cursory [more…]
I’d like to begin by introducing you to a rather special lady. She was born in February 1957, the first of twelve sisters. A real local lass, she lived and worked from the Humber all [more…]
Unless you’re a strawberry obsessive then the first part of this installment of my bi-weekly greenhouse diary ramblings is going to be incredibly boring. Thankfully, as so few even bother to read the articles, much [more…]
The Beginning If society ever collapses to the point where I’m judged to be a suitable contestant on Mastermind, my specialist subject will be ‘Sparklets’ soda syphons of the 1960s and 70s’. I’ve been fascinated [more…]
Post War Britain I loved Christmas as a child: I would guess most of us did, but I am amazed and humbled when I look back at how much was achieved with how little by [more…]
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In the church year St Stephen’s Day is traditionally the one after Christmas Day, or two days after in some places. In the Eastern church countries which still use the Julian calendar both it and [more…]
Two Rascals I looked down on a thunderstorm. The distant lights of late evening Manhattan were being complimented. Clouds beneath me luminesced with staccato lightning flashes above a rain-lashed Long Island. 1988 had ended badly. [more…]
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