The Navy Tot
My daughter kindly presented me with a bottle of rum “to remind me of my time in the Navy”. It says quite clearly on the label that it is Pusser’s Rum and was the “original [more…]
My daughter kindly presented me with a bottle of rum “to remind me of my time in the Navy”. It says quite clearly on the label that it is Pusser’s Rum and was the “original [more…]
Friday 20th December – Home to Barbados My alarm woke me at five, and I got up immediately—no lie-in, as I would probably go back to sleep, and that could be a disaster. Shave, shower, [more…]
I recently had the pleasure of visiting a hospital. Not an A&E, thankfully, but a famous hospital in the North West of England where I attended for a “pre-op” appointment. It’s an indictment, albeit a [more…]
Monday Wow, the cat is back, and, disappointingly, so is Legohead. It has been quite pleasant here in Number Ten without him. First, he was at Chequers; then he went to Madeira for some winter [more…]
In Part 5, I described how Afrika Korps Obergefrieter, Hans Walden, had written to Hildegard Bronnold about being strafed by the American Airforce, visiting the theatre in Tunis and staying at the home of an [more…]
Being on my own, I have taken to going on a Christmas cruise. The only problem is that single accommodation goes very quickly and isn’t cheap. I booked this year’s trip before going away last [more…]
In Part Four, I described how Afrika Korps Obergefrieter, Hans Walden, had written to Hildegard Bronnold about suffering in a sandstorm, retreating back through Libya into Tunisia, and his hopes for Christmas 1942. In late [more…]
Winter arrives in the northern hinterlands, with something of a vengeance, but enough of my snow shovelling tales. The greenhouse has (so far) managed to withstand the foot or so of accumulated snow loading. Grounds [more…]
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