Stymied By The System or The Failed Migration

Another young woman at O2 had the doubtful pleasure, early this morning, of being the seventh person I have spoken to about the ongoing ‘farce’. Without going into too much boring detail, especially of the music I listened to whilst on hold, I can report that the culprit department has been identified, and the problemContinue reading “Stymied By The System or The Failed Migration”

Tales From The Riverbank

Needless to say, the promised phone call did not come from O2, and, by 6 p.m. yesterday afternoon, when we entered PREZZO restaurant in Leatherhead and I turned off the power, my long-standing number had not been transferred to the new phone which I could not use. As suspected, Helen had been trying to contactContinue reading “Tales From The Riverbank”

After The Rant

I have mentioned before that there had only been two books in my life that I have not finished reading. The first was James Joyce’s ‘Finnegan’s Wake’, because I couldn’t fathom it; the second was ‘Mort d’Arthur’ by Sir Thomas Mallory because it bored me. I have now managed a third for a combination ofContinue reading “After The Rant”

Pictures For An Exhibition

Today we toted five more canvas bags of tree cuttings to Efford Recycling Centre. The Head Gardener was prevailed upon to bear the strain of this one as we tipped the contents into the vast container, thus allowing The Photographer to carry out his primary role. This time we returned with a stout wooden table suitable for theContinue reading “Pictures For An Exhibition”

Spring In Sight

Today began our first serious joint preparation for 2016 garden work. This view of the Heligan Path shows early spring flowers sharing billets with hellebores. Wherever we look there are snowdrops in profusion; many different daffodils; a variety of crocuses; and even a proud pink hyacinth. Taking the occasional rest on the Heligan Path bench,Continue reading “Spring In Sight”

The Disembarkation

The beauty of our National Book Token service is that these gifts can be exchanged in most bookshops, and are valid indefinitely. This was just as well when I discovered one I had received from Maggie and Mike about 20 years ago. I could add it to the W.H.Smith token Ron and Shelly gave meContinue reading “The Disembarkation”

Preparing For Visitors

Travelling into the first streaks of dawn this morning, the usual commuter traffic sped along Christchurch Road in the direction of Lymington; whilst in our garden the aged gazebo has flecked the clematis Cirrhosa purpurascens with rusty freckles The proprietor of Fagan’s menswear shop in New Milton has occasionally fitted me from her parents’ outlet, Hunt’s,Continue reading “Preparing For Visitors”

Atlantic Sunset

Today, I continued scanning colour slides from Barbados in March 2004. Yesterday we tracked a pirate ship from Port St Charles into the Atlantic Ocean. Flanked by the lowering sun we then encountered Kilcullen towing New Horizons. Quite why John Peck and Fraser Dodds, who manned the rowing boat New Horizons, needed the attentions of the supportContinue reading “Atlantic Sunset”

Pirates Of The Caribbean

Aaron finished painting the landing doors this rainy morning, whilst I, through the medium of scanning further colour slides from March 2004, took a virtual trip to sunny Barbados. Beginning with a continuation of my perambulations along the sheltered coastline in the vicinity of Port St Charles, there was a fling of what I think weContinue reading “Pirates Of The Caribbean”

‘I’m Sorry About The Chip’

This afternoon, we set off on a series of visits in and around West End. In order to prepare for the first, to Margery and Paul at Bitterne, I gathered up the before and after albums of the work on our garden, and made a random selection of close-up prints of the flowers and insects,Continue reading “‘I’m Sorry About The Chip’”