Up The Lane

This morning I finished reading the justifiably Pulitzer Prize- (for Non-Fiction, 1963) winning work ‘The Guns of August’ (1962) by Barbara W. Tuchman. With painstaking research, shrewd judgement, and skilful prose, the author analyses and describes the first month of the First World War. We are so accustomed to books and films about the madnessContinue reading “Up The Lane”

Keeping Their Distance

In recent days goldfinches have joined the ranks of birds swooping on the feeders. We think we may be harbouring an extra long tailed variety. Mum’s care home is now in total lockdown. Several of us telephoned her in turn. I believe that is now widespread. Jackie photographed this conversation through a  window at BartonContinue reading “Keeping Their Distance”

Haven’t We Seen Them Before?

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE IN A GROUP TO ACCESS ITS GALLERY, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT This being a glorious Saturday in the tourist season, we ventured out early into the forest. Groups of walkers toting huge packs; a solitary jogger; andContinue reading “Haven’t We Seen Them Before?”

Exercising Choices

SINGLE PHOTOGRAPHS MAY BE ENLARGED WITH A CLICK OR TWO. CLICKING ANY OF THOSE WITH COMPANIONS ACCESSES ITS GALLERY, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT I undertook some minimal tidying in the garden this morning. Here are a few photographs of how itContinue reading “Exercising Choices”

Only The Crows

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED I spent most of the day grappling with long-distance legal professionals over a small remortgage. I cannot summon the energy to detail this, but it has been going on for weeks and has only been necessary because I am too old to secure a mortgage from myContinue reading “Only The Crows”

The Quiet Coach

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Yesterday afternoon Jackie drove me to New Milton where I boarded the train to Clapham Junction. Luci met me there and transported me to her home in Hambalt Road, where I added my signature to various documents as joint executor of Wolf’s will. We then spent theContinue reading “The Quiet Coach”

The Mist Did Not Desist

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. This morning, the temperature having dropped ten degrees, we lit the fire. Barry the sweep has said he will expect to see smoke from the chimney when he drives by. Set against a misty, overcast, sky, he will perhaps have difficultyContinue reading “The Mist Did Not Desist”

Half Term

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. Storm Doris had blown about the bag of twigs gathered up a couple of days ago, and dumped more on the beds and paths in the garden. The Shady Path, with its Camellia shrubs didn’t look too bad, exceptContinue reading “Half Term”

Brief Encounter

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT MAY BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. On a gloriously sunny morning that would have graced any day in Spring, Jackie drove me, via a network of of narrow, populated roads like Platoff Road and Normandy Lane, to a footpath leading to Keyhaven and Lymington Nature Reserve.Continue reading “Brief Encounter”

Santa’s Little Helper

When Aaron, continuing his work on the bathroom, engaged Jackie and me in a debate about whether or not he should paint both sides of the bathroom door, he observed that he loved a difference of opinion. Jackie said he could do what he liked – the other side of the door will be paintedContinue reading “Santa’s Little Helper”