After The Storm?

Yesterday’s winds had in fact reached gale proportions. This morning I joined Jackie in the garden and carried out a dead heading operation. Roses New Dawn, Alan Titchmarsh, Créme de la Créme, For Your Eyes Only, and Winchester Cathedral were among those that received my attention. Taking a break for lunch and cutting my hair,Continue reading “After The Storm?”

A Knight’s Tale (6: Spanish Flu)

John Richard Evans was the brother of Annie Hunter, nee Evans, my maternal grandmother.  He was therefore my great uncle, and the grandfather of Audrey and Roy, who appear in the street party image featured in “A Knight’s Tale” (5: That Heady, Optimistic, Summer) As a high wire and trapeze artist, John adopted the stageContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (6: Spanish Flu)”

The Gruffalo

Jackie spent this pleasantly sunny morning completing a line of granite setts edging the lawn. I carried a few down from the back drive, so I know how heavy they were. Here is the work in progress; and here, the completed job, and finally the semi-circle around the gazebo planted up. The penultimate image offersContinue reading “The Gruffalo”

Battered, Bedraggled, Bejewelled

I began a thoroughly wet morning by posting: During the afternoon the rain eased off and I wandered round the garden with my camera, photographing battered, bedraggled, and bejewelled blooms, each of which is separately titled in the gallery. Later, I read more of Charles Dickens’s ‘David Copperfield’ and scanned four more of CharlesContinue reading “Battered, Bedraggled, Bejewelled”

A Knight’s Tale (5: That Heady, Optimistic, Summer)

VE Day was just two months before my third birthday. In fact I have no memory of the original event, but I do have photographic evidence that Chris and I were there. This photograph depicts a street party celebrating Victory in Europe at the end of that sphere of World War Two.  For anyone belowContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (5: That Heady, Optimistic, Summer)”

What Had The Child Found?

Early this morning, Jackie took a walk round the garden with her camera. She photographed the sunflower recently photographed in bud, now winking at a ceramic owl, then viewed from the Palm Bed and the iron urn. Two of her prize creations are the petunia-and-verbena-planted hanging basket, one of several whose contents have survived theContinue reading “What Had The Child Found?”

A Knight’s Tale (4: Shrapnel? And Air Raid Precautions)

My brother Chris was born in the October of that year, and, with Dad still in the Army, Mum decided to move herself and her two boys from Leicester to be near her husband’s family in Wimbledon. She then set about finding somewhere to live. 29a Stanton Road, Raynes Park, SW20,  was the address ofContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (4: Shrapnel? And Air Raid Precautions)”

Keeping Up With David Copperfield

On a sultry, largely overcast day, with dribbles of rain and brief snatches of sunlight, Jackie carried out weeding and pruning while I helped with the clearing up, dead headed, and produced pictures. Each of these images bears a title in the gallery. Later, I scanned three more of Charles Keeping’s illustrations to ‘David Copperfield’.Continue reading “Keeping Up With David Copperfield”

A Knight’s Tale (3: A Relationship With My Dad)

Throughout the night we were beset by a thunderstorm, and I was beset by a barometric pressure headache. I wasn’t up to much this morning, but Jackie persuaded me to go for a drive this afternoon. Most of the areas to the east that we normally visit were far too crowded either to park orContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (3: A Relationship With My Dad)”

A Knight’s Tale (2: I May Not Have Existed)

I was seven weeks premature, and weighed 5 pounds, 6 ounces. Those weeks were spent in hospital with my mother, who I believe suffered from eclampsia, yet who was told by nurses not to worry and that she should bring me back when I was twenty-one because I would grow to be over 6 foot,Continue reading “A Knight’s Tale (2: I May Not Have Existed)”