Jackie spent most of a day that was dull, warm, humid, and oppressed by a burnished gunmetal canopy overhead,
occupied opening up the trellis at the back of the West fence to the nevertheless absent sunlight. At intervals I removed several trugloads of clippings and weeds to the
compost bins and the ever-increasing
piles destined for the dump.
This afternoon I published https://derrickjknight.com/2021/08/18/a-knights-tale-18-in-the-bush/
Later, I scanned the next five of Charles Keeping’s inimitable illustrations to Dickens’s ‘Our Mutual Friend’.
‘ ‘Here’s my father’s, sir’ ‘
‘Bella was seated on the rug, a handful of brown curls in her mouth’
In ‘Mr Wegg was an observant person’ the artist uses a double spread to advertise the stall-holder’s services.
‘The bar of the Six Jolly Fellowship-Porters’
‘Stumping with fresh vigour, he goes in at the dark greasy entry’
This evening we dined on oven fish and chips, onion rings, and garden peas, with which Jackie drank more of the Sauvignon Blanc and I drank more of the Comté Tolosan Rouge.