A Professional Clean

Last night I began reading ‘Moonfleet’ by J. Meade Falkner. On this fine June day I took the same walk, with amendments, as yesterday.  Following on from one of that day’s themes, I was only a few yards into Crown Lane when a cyclist rushed past me on the pavement, spurning the allocated cycle lane alongside herContinue reading “A Professional Clean”

Cyclists, Geese, Ducks, And Tourists

This morning I walked to Becky’s home, meeting Jackie who had driven there.  The route took me via the Mitcham cricket green and across the common.  Walking along Cricket Green on one side of the eponymous conservation area, with the flamboyant clubhouse alongside Mary Tate’s almshouses across the road, one is reminded of how beautiful Mitcham wasContinue reading “Cyclists, Geese, Ducks, And Tourists”