Cycling
West Country Rides, Six
It takes a week to cycle from Penzance to Berwick. It took me 40 years. Because on the way, I wanted to include every town in England, in what amounted to some two years of [more…]
Hobbies
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Eighty-Nine
Monday Good morning all my lovely readers, there’s a bit of a change in weather this morning here in London. It is not so hot, although pleasantly warm, and there is more cloud around. I [more…]
20th Century
An (Algaes’ Eye) View From The Greenhouse; An Civil Society….Innit?
I may have mentioned (I could check back, but I can’t be bothered) that we had an early harvest of small, not very tasty and far from sweet strawberries, following the early warm spell back [more…]
Drinking
Cruising to the Canaries – Part Three
Day 10 – Monday, at sea I awoke just after six thirty to scattered cloud and a bit of movement. We are on a fast run for this ship, about 20 knots, to Cadiz for [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Eighty-Eight
Monday Good morning all, it was very wet in London when I hurried down the garden this morning. I was delighted to find Felix Chicken in my bowl when I got back. I hear that [more…]
Cycling
West Country Rides, Five
It takes a week to cycle from Penzance to Berwick. It took me 40 years. Because on the way, I wanted to include every town in England, in what amounted to some two years of [more…]
Drinking
Cruising to the Canaries – Part Two
Day 5 – Wednesday, Funchal, Madeira I awoke just after six; it was still dark, so turned over and went back to sleep for another forty minutes. This time it was grey and grotty, and [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Two Hundred And Eighty-Seven
Monday Good morning all, the cat is back! I have had a lovely couple of weeks off and the weather has been pretty good. I have spent lots of time out on my favourite windowsill [more…]
Hobbies
Playing With Electricity – Part 4
Damn You Morus Nigra! ‘John Swerved as Mary, Queen of Scots, was busy with her throne but it wouldn’t flush so her face turned to stone when Jane put her hand on John’s gear stick [more…]