This morning, Ronan, of Tom Sutton Heating, serviced our boiler. It was in good working order.
It was another rainy day, with the occasional spell of sunshine, yet brightening up in the afternoon, enough for Jackie to indulge in more planting. I wondered how long this large pendulous drop would take to slip down to the next camellia leaf, and so on to the soil below.
I made a couple of A4 prints of the two young ladies carrying the Landscape Bark on 8th, and presented one of them with the pictures when we visited Mole Country Supplies for three more bags. This time a pair of young gentlemen loaded our car. Jackie observed that I ‘didn’t whip out [my] camera and take a photograph’. ‘Well’, said I, ‘they were not ……’ ‘female’ interjected my Driver. I completed my sentence with ‘….. quite so photogenic’.
When I wrote about Robyn Ghyll on 26th March 2013, I did not have access to the colour slides taken on that holiday in August 1979. I scanned them today. Brief details of the stay can be found by following the link.
Here Matthew leans on the dry stone garden wall of the Trevelyan holiday home,
in which Jessica conducts a card game requiring great concentration from Cherie and Maxine, but receiving very little from Vital who obscures cousin Jackie.
Jessica, Becky, and Michael’s dog, Piper, enjoyed splashing about in a freezing tarn. I am not sure how the floral hairpiece remained in place.
Jessica must have dried off for this portrait.
To call the meal Jackie served up this evening ‘Cauliflower Cheese’ is misleading. What it consisted of was cauliflower in a cheese mustard sauce including sauteed leeks and tomatoes, garnished with lean bacon rashers. With this delightfully tangy meal, I drank Piccini Memoro red wine.
What people wouldn’t pay to swim with a backdrop like that!
So true, Bruce. I was about to say something quite similar, and then I noticed you comment!
Thanks, GP
Thanks, Bruce.
Alas, we will never know
how long it took
the pendulous raindrop
to slip from petal to leaf
and thence to the soil below…..
Ah, but the pendulous raindrop
was but a tear
wiped away
and now forgotten…
Sheesh! More poets. It’s catching, Cynthia…
Thanks, Bruce
Thank you, Cynthia
Congrats on achieving 800 followers. Let’s hope not too many of them are stalkers…
Many thanks, Paul; and for all your communications with others
Those are lovely photos of your Jessica!
Thank you, Pauline
The camellia photo is so beautiful, Derrick. And the photos of Jessica are stunning.
Thank you, Jill
More stunning photos. You must have conditioned people to a camera in your hand to get such good shots. Mustard cheese sauce? Now there’s a recipe I’d like.
Thanks, Lisa. There you go: ://derrickjknight.com/2014/02/03/piquant-cauliflower-cheese/
Yum. I may try this on the weekend.
Such happy photos, Derrick. Matthew has a gorgeous smile. Mmmmm that cauliflower cheese sounds really delicious. 🙂
Thanks, Sylvia. The cauliflower cheese is so tangy
You do find people in their true element…How lovely that you have all those pictures of your family to enjoy, still. Dinner sounds good.
Thanks, Cynthia G
wonderful memories
Thanks, Sol
Yum yum yum–sounds good. That camellia/water drop photo should be entered in a competition. It’s so gorgeous I can hardly stand it. Jessica’s portrait is beautiful, too.
Many thanks, Luanne
Such beautiful photos. It looks like a wonderful family get-together in such a gorgeous setting.
Thanks Merril
Jessica is as beautiful as her parents. Congrats, Derrick <3
Actually, Monica, Jessica was my late wife. My history is so complex that I was asked for this post: https://derrickjknight.com/2014/01/05/my-branch-of-the-family-tree/
Wow! What a horrible mistake I’ve made. Sorry, Derrick!
You weren’t to know. I am comfortable with everything now. Please don’t worry
Thank you, Derrick
In fact it was a compliment 🙂
😀
What beautiful photos. What absolutely beautiful photos.
Thank you John. I love the repetition
What wonderful photos!
Thanks, Lynn
I love the comment of your “driver” hahaha
If Ronan of the Heating firm, ever sets up solo, he could do a sideline in being mistaken for [?ex-] pop star Ronan Keating (in fact his business handle could be “Ronan k ‘eating”. I’ll take my cut of his commission (all 10p’s worth… ))
Nah! Ronan O’gara – the great Irish fly half
Beautiful photos and memories. Thank you for sharing, Derrick! 🙂
Thanks, Amy
Some of the clothes from the 70’s where bad. I had a pair of purple flares with an embroidered butterfly on the pocket.
They were dire, weren’t they, Eric. Thanks