This morning I rediscovered an album of elderly colour slides I had thought lost. I scanned a selection from May 1989.
Sam managed to set this drum rolling across the lawn at Lindum House;
Louisa preferred the inside drum roll
Kate, our popular child-sitter, was an excellent birthday party emcee. This was Louisa’s seventh.
Jessica took a rest in the hammock.
Late this afternoon we collected the Modus from the excellent Downton Service Station and Jackie drove the newly service vehicle into the forest.
Beside the undulating, winding, road to Burley
we encountered another bay pony pulling up its clear vegetable soup from the bed of a forest pool in which it was reflected among the surrounding golden gorse bushes.
We ventured a short distance along the very pock=marked Honey lane, at the corner of which a grey pony was on sentry duty. A small variegated rhododendron sheltered in the shade along a verge.
At the far end of the lengthy Charles’s Lane
we diverted to Neacroft, where an unusual pair of ducks crossed the road. The female burrowed in the undergrowth while her splendidly top-knotted drake stood guard.
This evening we dined on Hordle Chinese Take Away’s excellent fare with which Jacke drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Pinot Noir.