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This morning Jackie and I kept our appointment with Neils Dagless of Dagless and Whitlock. He witnessed our signatures on the mortgage documents. There was no charge for his service, but we were asked for a donation to the Oakhaven Hospice. We were happy to do this.
Becky and Ian, who had stayed the night, returned home after lunch. Matthew, Tess, and Poppy will remain with us until tomorrow.
Later this afternoon we posted the papers to O’Neill Patient in Stockport, then drove into a dank and dismal forest.
Drizzling rain mist lay over Hinchelsea Moor,
and Wilverley Plain where we could just discern a few ponies,
a damp cow crossing the soggy carpark,
and its calves, passing a browsing pony,
and lowing “wait for us”, as they followed.
At Wilverley Pit I photographed one pony standing silhouetted,
remaining stationary whilst another photographer followed suit.
A young man patted a pony showing considerable interest in the snack he was eating.
Having been satisfied, the creature reported prospects to another,
which was then equally successful.
Cars kept their headlights on;
and a few intrepid dog walkers ventured across the vanishing moor.
This evening the five of us dined on Hordle Chinese Take Away fare. All except Matthew and Poppy drank Tsingtao beer.
Dank and dismal and more than little spooky. Just right for Halloween.
Many thanks, Laurie
The weather gods are on your side – imagine if this was your wedding day! The lone pony silhouetted against the mist says it all really. Another superb shot Derrick.
Very many thanks, Pauline. Weren’t we lucky
In the dank and dismal forest it’s amazing how can terrifying ogres take on the appearance of friendly horses.
Illusions, Bruce. Many thanks
Except for the cars, I can imagine a town like Brigadoon appearing from the mist.
I’m glad you got the papers signed, and Poppy wasn’t drinking beer. 😉
When I first read the last line, I took it as: This evening the five of us dined on Hordle Chinese Take Away fare, all except Matthew. And Poppy drank Tsingtaio beer.
Hahaha. Oooops. 🙂
🙂
Many thanks, Merril 🙂
Love the pony silhouette and very much enjoyed the story of the ponies and their snack. I am noticing the perfectly trimmed tails, which seems odd for ponies that wander about. Someone must be paying very close attention to them.
That was observant of you Jodie. The annual round up, or Drift, has recently been completed – the tail trims indicate where their home area is.
Thank you for the explanation, Derrick.
So what brand of beer did Poppy and Matthew drink? And did Jackie sign the papers with a “new” signature? That lone figure of the horse was very haunting when taken in conjunction with John’s recent post on the war horses.
Thanks a lot, Gwen. She had to use her old signature, otherwise we’d have had to start all over again. This business should have been completed well before we were married!
Oh dear. Just keep taking deep breaths. What price a new kitchen, hey?
🙂 Thanks a lot, Gwen
These are charming pictures. As you may already know (since I go on about this every time you post horses), I love your pictures of ponies, especially as they meander along country roads, rain or shine!
That’s good, Diane. We actually went out specifically to see how the ponies were doing. Many thanks
I love the silhouetted pony shot, Derrick. I’m always nervous driving in foggy conditions.
It was more drizzle than fog, Jill – nevertheless, murky. Thanks very much
Absolutely love the photos. When I was young and lived in the mountains I would put on a heavy coat, heavy boots and a hat and go for long walks in the drizzle and fog. Your photos took me back exactly 56 years. Deep sighs and warm memories.
We like people who enjoy different weather, Paol. Many thanks
Soggy and misty … lovely equine silhouette. 🙂
Many thanks, Widders
I love these typical autumn pictures of mist and rain. The ponies wandering about and cadging food off people adds New Forest charm!
Thanks very much, Clare.
I’m glad to hear everything is now signed sealed and delivered 🙂
🙂 Thanks a lot, Osyth. We’ll see what happens next
I enjoy Tsingtao, although I’ve cut my beer consumption by nearly 100% to a couple on ‘Bar Night’ with my small group (a monthly gathering). Wow, now the cows roam freely, too. That is so interesting. Finally, for my education, define ‘moor’. Is that strictly an English term for fields and meadows? Again, enjoyed your post.
Essentially it is uncultivated upland, usually covered in heather. Thanks very much, Steve
I hear “moor” and go right to “Wuthering Heights” where I first heard it.
I like the term, ‘moor’. It has a haunting, mysterious tone. Thanks for mentioning ‘WH’. I think I had to read that in high school 👍
Yes – true of many of us, Jodie
I am glad Neils Dagless of Dagless and Whitlock came to your rescue so that you could wander the misty motors divested of worries like the ponies. Amazing photographs, as usual.
Thanks very much, Uma
Dank and dismal but lovely photos
Thanks very much, Lynn
even soggy, it looks so serene and beautiful <3
Many thanks, Kim
Fog is always a treat for photographers 🙂
🙂 Thanks a lot Inese
Your moors seem to be the perfect backdrop for Halloween. Nice and spooky
Thanks a lot, Geetha
Most welcome Derrick 🙂
So pleased your documents are finally signed and sent! Yay! Three Cheers! 🙂
🙂 Thanks very much
I also remember reading Wuthering Heights, way back when. 🙂
I love these mists shrouded New Forest scenes, Derrick, I enjoyed walking in that kind of weather, even as a youngster.
Man thanks, Lavinia
Glad to hear the documentation is done, and that a solicitor is happy to work for a donation to charity. Restores your faith in humanity.
It does, rather. Many thanks, Quercus
Looks like autumn.
Thank you, LL/PS