The Biter Bit

After lunch on this overcast and humid day we took a short drive through the forest; our route was up and down Rhinefield Ornamental Drive, along which travelled many cyclists, two of whom, giving me a sense of the biter bit, stopped to photograph a group of ponies surrounding our car which they licked lasciviously.Continue reading “The Biter Bit”


This morning we drove to the pharmacy in Milford on Sea for a repeat prescription and on to the coast to struggle against the wind of 50+ m.p.h. The Isle of Wight, The Needles, and the breakwaters held firm against the choppy cream and toffee seas. The gales failed to uproot the clumps of purpleContinue reading “Bracing”