Lunchtime

Part of Mum’s deal at Woodpeckers Care home is that she can entertain guests to lunch once a week. Elizabeth, Jackie, and I were her visitors today. My meal was Cajun chicken with Lyonnaise potatoes, carrots, and curly kale; the others opted for gammon. Mum chose stewed apricots with ice cream for dessert; the restContinue reading “Lunchtime”

‘Communication Is The Key’

CLICK ON IMAGES FOR ACCESS TO LARGER GALLERIES WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. ‘Every cloud’, we are told, ‘has a silver lining’. Sometimes this is difficult to see. This good outcome from my Broadband problems, however, became clear this morning when the very personable Mike Smith came to install a new phone line. Firstly,Continue reading “‘Communication Is The Key’”

Sisyphus Reincarnate

Today dawned with fog, and remained overcast. Yesterday was apparently the warmest November day here since records began, and it wasn’t much cooler today. Work continued in the front garden. We gravelled the widened side path with the last of the shingle left over from the back drive. My contribution was to transport barrow loadsContinue reading “Sisyphus Reincarnate”

The Crab Pot

Many attractive trees and shrubs, like this beautiful green-barked maple, are simply in the wrong place and require sadly severe treatment. This one was denying access to the potting shed and encroaching upon the path, forcing other plants to do the same. We trust it will recover from this morning’s extensive amputations. Elizabeth drove Mum overContinue reading “The Crab Pot”

Hidden Treasures

Apparently septic tanks need pumping out twice a year. For anyone fortunate enough to be ignorant of these sewage dispensing systems they are installed for houses which are not linked to water mains drainage. Without these you would have to dig your own hole as in primitive camping. Lorraine, next door, had advised us to open up theContinue reading “Hidden Treasures”

Bombay Night

We now have poppies cropping up all over the garden. There are at least two weigelas, one of which adorns a dead stump. Honesty abounds, and is a favourite with cabbage white butterflies. The day was spent in relaxed company with Becky, Ian, and Flo. They returned home early in the evening, and Jackie andContinue reading “Bombay Night”