“Legged It”

When Jackie looked out of our bedroom window this morning she was surprised to see a police car backing past our house and no other cars on the road. Naturally she investigated. The telegraph pole bearing necessary cables and the only street lamp on our stretch of Christchurch Road had been seriously sent awry, theContinue reading ““Legged It””

“Are The Ponies Fat?”

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENHANCE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. This morning Jackie drove me to Sears Barbers in Milford on Sea, where the affable Peter cut my hair as well as usual. We then continued into the forest.   Strong overhead sunlight dappled the autumn leaves carpet of the forest floor, giving a spectral air toContinue reading ““Are The Ponies Fat?””