Monday Good morning, my friends. Back to the old routine, a trip down the chilly garden before my Felix. The Robber Reeves house rental saga got a bit worse over the weekend when it emerged [more…]
After a breakfast of yoghurt and cheese, washed down with a glass of full-fat milk, we made our way to the railway station early. Storm Floris was interrupting myself, Mrs AWS’s, and our VVIP’s chaperoning [more…]
A conversation that stuck An old conversation sticks in my mind. A decade or so later, through the synergy of passing time and the illumination provided by events, one plus one becomes three. On the [more…]
On more than one occasion over recent years I’ve nursed (if that’s the right word) the odd bird back to health following collisions with the greenhouse. They’re either rushing to get at the strawberries, or [more…]
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