Where’s Martin? (3)

Jackie and I spent most of the morning in Boots Opticians in New Milton where we bought new specs for her and I was advised that a cataract operation would be in order. Martin, in the meantime, battled the gales to make far more progress on tidying the garden, and in particular weeding the GazeboContinue reading “Where’s Martin? (3)”

A Damp Drive

On another day of gales, gloom, and bursts of weak sunshine our brief forest drive took us along Bisterne Close, with its glistening autumn leaves soaking on soggy verges; its mossy rooted and speckled lichen coated trees; other one-eyed specimens with fanged exposed roots rising from ancient hedgerows; a Magnum mushroom; and bedraggled ponies wanderingContinue reading “A Damp Drive”

“He Is Taking Your Photograph”

It was fortunate that we chose this reasonably bright morning to transport the last garden parasol to its winter quarters in the orange shed, and to carry the wooden patio chairs to the comparative safety of the narrow area beside one side of the house, for no sooner had we finished than the clouds darkenedContinue reading ““He Is Taking Your Photograph””

A Sunny Interlude

I’m happy to say that James Peacock sorted out our internet problem this morning, in time for me to keep a dental checkup appointment, which was satisfactory. We celebrated by buying a new washing machine to replace our older one which is becoming cantankerous. This afternoon I was able to feature yesterday’s forest drive withContinue reading “A Sunny Interlude”

Lady Emma Hamilton Beheaded

This post of Merril’s: https://merrildsmith.wordpress.com/2022/10/31/folktober-challenge-day-31/ and mine of https://derrickjknight.com/2014/10/06/the-uses-of-enchantment/ were both brought to mind by the night of howling gales we have just experienced on such an apt date. Although the heavy rain had temporarily given way to a spell of sunshine allowing me to be buffeted around the garden shortly before lunch as IContinue reading “Lady Emma Hamilton Beheaded”