Running To The Comfort Of His Mum

I have often made chicken stock from bones – usually when preparing a curry – but never as tasty as Becky’s. This morning I followed her suggestions. After lunch Jackie and I took a forest drive before visiting the Milford pharmacy to collect medication. Along Tiptoe Road a group of ponies and foals slept, lolled,Continue reading “Running To The Comfort Of His Mum”

Don’t Fence Me In

On a bright afternoon of sunshine and showers Jackie and I took a spin in the forest. Various flocks of birds in different locations skimmed the clouds in the changing skies, taking rests atop the naked trees. Cattle in a field alongside Bockhampton Road stood in a muddy, waterlogged field. As I watched one, withContinue reading “Don’t Fence Me In”

The Stave

It all began with the lack of a shower screen in the guest bathroom. Regular readers may remember that the shower above the bath¬†hung flaccidly off the wall when we arrived at the house. The Lady Plumber fixed it proudly in place, but there was nothing to keep the water from ricocheting off bodies andContinue reading “The Stave”

A Ring Of Truth

Early this morning Jackie, Don and I shopped in Acres Down Farm shop and went on to All Saints Church, first described on 24th December last year. ¬†While Jackie diverted to Minstead Village Shop, Don and I wandered around the churchyard in bright sunshine, before we all three explored the inside. Particularly interesting to ourContinue reading “A Ring Of Truth”