Lee Van Cleef

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Not only was today wet, but we experienced 40 m.p.h. winds, and it was cold. The flowers were taking another battering. It was a day for beetles, not for bees. Thinking that few people would visit the recycling centre today, we transported two bags of green wasteContinue reading “Lee Van Cleef”

Supporting Big Ben

Jackie and I began the day with a trip to Ferndene Farm shop for more gravel, for the patio corner and the path completed a couple of days ago that I am freshening up. We didn’t quite have enough for both, but I think you will get the picture. A few more flowers were plantedContinue reading “Supporting Big Ben”

‘Time To Go’

This morning I was surprised to hear a very satisfied male woodpigeon joyfully waking the residents of Westbourne Grove.  I am spending the weekend in Sutherland Place, which is not where there is a great deal of evidence of avian life.  Much as it may try, it doesn’t match up to the night owls and morning cocksContinue reading “‘Time To Go’”

Back To The Akash

18.7.13 For the third heat-wave day in succession, Jackie drove me to and from Southampton for a London trip.  First port of call was Carol’s, to whose home I struggled over Westminster Bridge and down Victoria Street.  This time it was mid-afternoon in 30+ degrees. The international teeming throng offered neither let-up nor pavement space.Continue reading “Back To The Akash”

The Vacuum Cleaner

Yesterday afternoon Jackie drove us to Wimbledon where she attended her former workmates’ office party and I should have had a straightforward District Line journey to Edgware Road whence I would walk to the Akash (see 31st October post) to meet Jessie.  Not a bit of it.  There were no trains in the station.  TheContinue reading “The Vacuum Cleaner”

Curry, A Biography

This morning, contemplating my lifelong relationship with curry, I took my usual route to Colliers Wood, turned right into Merton High Street, and continued to Tooting Bec Station where I boarded a tube train back to Morden. Passing a hoarding on the road which forms a bridge dividing two sections of the Wandle Trail, IContinue reading “Curry, A Biography”