Gardener’s Law

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE IN A GROUP TO ACCESS ITS GALLERY, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CLICKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT. THOSE NOT IN A GROUP CAN BE ENLARGED WITH A CLICK OR TWO It was a matter of luck that I chose the least overcast partContinue reading “Gardener’s Law”

I Must Not Assume There Will Be No More Surprises

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. It was very rash of me to assume that I would know the entirety of the group at our meal at Lal Quilla last night, and to predict what I would eat and drink. On our entrance the staff, with their usual warm and friendly greeting, saidContinue reading “I Must Not Assume There Will Be No More Surprises”

Spoiler Alert

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. We were both reprieved from gardening duties this morning by the rain. I scanned a few more colour slides from 1981/2. Here Sam enjoys swinging in a hammock at the Drapers’ home in Meldreth near Royston in Cambridgeshire. This was August 1981. In December that year weContinue reading “Spoiler Alert”

Baskets And Pots

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. On an overcast day I alternated between watering hanging baskets and pots, dead heading, and watching the television coverage of the men’s semi-finals at Wimbledon. I would pop outside at what seemed reasonable intervals in the matches, fill a few cans, water a few containers, and return toContinue reading “Baskets And Pots”

The Dymo Marker

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE THEM. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. THERE ARE NO HIDDEN OWLS TODAY, HOWEVER….. Well, I did cut the grass, and wander round the garden, but that was along time ago. The rest of the day was spent preparing my finances for my very efficient accountant. Had I done even a modicum of filingContinue reading “The Dymo Marker”

Out On Their Feet Amid The Confetti

Yesterday I forgot to mention the outcome of my visit to Simon Richards, the hand surgeon. That can only be a good sign. He has discharged me, but physiotherapy will continue for some time. The middle joint on the little finger remains bent rigid. He has advised me to practice straightening it with brute forceContinue reading “Out On Their Feet Amid The Confetti”