This morning, you opened your phone and started scrolling. Your screen presented you with the usual updates: the nth wave of covid, the seemingly endless tussle in Ukraine, and all the usual suspects in the [more…]
A frustrating few weeks with so much cold and wet weather. Two recent storms have stripped the fruit trees and blown part of the roof off the derelict cottage opposite the house. I have been [more…]
Work is ongoing to make more vegetables plots, obtain manure for the ones we have and keep the composting going. I will add another bin to the three recently built and establish a place for [more…]
‘Had we but World enough and time, This coyness lady were no crime………………. But at my back I always hear time’s winged Charriot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lye Deserts of vast eternity……………………’ [more…]
This particular night has been a very long time coming; pretty much forty years to be precise. I remember first watching the Last Night as a yoof and taking in the spectacle on TV in [more…]
A Postcard from Petrolhead Paradise Well, Stone the crows! A sunny Saturday in September saw a bit of a surprise. Although we’d noticed the colourful banner advertising the event often enough as we wandered hither [more…]
Tons of soil (h/t Dr Spooner) The farm was bought by my English friend for an amount about the same as the cost of a reasonable terraced house in an English Northern town. In all, [more…]
Miguel de Cervantes was born in Alcala de Henares on the 29th September 1547, the second son of Rodrigo de Cervantes and Leonor de Cortinas. His father led a precarious and unsettled life as an [more…]
I’ve mentioned “Old Jack” and his abandoned (now becoming ramshackle) old house before, on more than one occasion. If it were just about anywhere else in the UK which isn’t a tiny rural hamlet, I’m [more…]
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