The Magic Circle

Yesterday afternoon I was unable to find my camera lens cap. I searched everywhere, including the garden, to no avail. This morning I spotted its outline in the hem of my dressing gown. I couldn’t fathom how it had got there, or how to extract it. Slowly, it dawned on me. Two days ago IContinue reading “The Magic Circle”

Chances Of Making It Through Christmas

This Wednesday weather was warm, wet, yet unwilling to welcome the slightest sign of sunshine. Jackie and I visited Lyndurst for a little Christmas shopping then enjoyed brunch at Lyndhurst Tea Rooms, after which we took a trip by car into the dripping forest. A clutch of chickens at East Boldre gave the cold shoulderContinue reading “Chances Of Making It Through Christmas”

A Home

Today was gloomy, inside and out. Rain persisted throughout; skies and our rooms were most dingy. Even at midday one could barely see the pale pink winter flowering cherry juxtaposed against the dripping crab apples. The temperature was, however, warm enough for the nasturtiums and the solanum to keep their shape without becoming their usualContinue reading “A Home”

Well Worth The Effort

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE FOR ENLARGEMENT. REPEAT FOR FURTHER DETAIL Regular readers may have noticed that it is some months since we enjoyed a brunch at The Beach Hut Café on the promenade at Friars Cliff. That is because I have been unable to make the trip down from the clifftop car park. The firstContinue reading “Well Worth The Effort”

Which Statues?

CLICKING ON IMAGES WILL ENLARGE THEM. REPEAT IF NECESSARY Yesterday, Jackie bought two nicely weathered stone urns from an outlet in Molly’s Den, and positioned them either side of the brick path. She accidentally let slip that there were four more available. Naturally we had to dash off this morning to procure them. We alsoContinue reading “Which Statues?”

The Beach Fortress

This morning Jackie drove me to Molly’s Den and left me there to hunt for a birthday present for her, whilst she carried out various other errands. I didn’t find anything satisfactory, but the journey was worth the excellent brunch that the antiques and bric-brac centre provided.  Mine was, as you would expect, a fry-upContinue reading “The Beach Fortress”

The Knocker

Soon after 6 a.m., reminiscent of Edgar Allan Poe’s ‘The Raven’, there he was, the blackbird, ‘rapping, rapping, at my’ office window. This went on for hours this morning. Jackie is quite worried about the poor creature. Let’s hope he gets fixed up with a mate soon. When preparing for the fray he perches onContinue reading “The Knocker”