It’s an easy mistake to make, Burt and I (although, TBF, Burt’s a few inches taller than I am) are easily confused when viewed from the rear, bending down (as it were). Any road up, [more…]
A busy long weekend just completed with a trip to the railway station. Mrs C’s birthday was graced by the presence of our friends from Essex who haven’t graced us with their presence (it’s a [more…]
This scare-crowing lark isn’t the cushy number some folk would have you believe. Granted, it isn’t the most taxing of roles and there’s plenty of time for both reflection and pondering, even if the lack [more…]
My loyal reader may remember an article I published, funnily enough, in May 2022 when I wrote about my encounter with a fellow in Bath and my resultant (and still current) flirtation with herbalism. I [more…]
I don’t doubt that my long suffering reader will have had a similar conversation to the one I had some days ago with Mrs. C. It went something like this; “Er, Colin, are there any [more…]
For Christians, Easter is a time for both reflection and thanksgiving. The little church in the village where I live has a small but enthusiastic (if ageing) congregation. I know many of them to talk [more…]
My loyal reader may well remember the buildings and maintenance department, at my request, taking the big saw to the plum tree, which at the time was riddled with canker, if an attempt to encourage [more…]
Following the last “storm” and the subsequent damage, the path alongside the main growing area had turned into a bit of mud-swamp. This was unavoidable, due to Buildings and Maintenance trekking up and down it, [more…]
Before we get into the progress (or otherwise) happening at the small oasis of calm and solitude that is the old greenhouse and the recently constructed raised beds, how about a little “who used which [more…]
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