To The Lighthouse

On another overcast morning Aaron, tasked with improving our stepping stone escape route from the Dead End Path to the patio, fetched some spare paving from his own home and produced this level work. He was one stone short and will bring that next week. I first read in 1989. About 20 years later IContinue reading “To The Lighthouse”

Robert Gibbings Once More

In the summer of 1942 I blinked into the daylight as, making my first cry, I emerged from my mother’s womb – hardly “ripped untimely”, but, all the same,  premature enough to require us both to remain in Leicester General Hospital long enough to make up the 7 weeks snatched from gestation. At the sameContinue reading “Robert Gibbings Once More”

Poppy Does Watering

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. As we sat on the patio chairs with Aaron and his partner Leah, discussing the morning’s gardening, Poppy appeared in the kitchen doorway. Matthew soon followed, completing the pleasant surprise. Granny was soon enjoying a cuddle. Poppy pottered around playing with pebbles and a car given toContinue reading “Poppy Does Watering”

Waking Up To Leatherhead

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. Yesterday afternoon Jackie drove us to Leatherhead Travelodge where we joined Helen and Bill, Shelly and Ron in order to watch the performance of directed by the sisters’ cousin Pat O’Connell. First, we watched the second half of theContinue reading “Waking Up To Leatherhead”

Down The Lane

This morning I wandered through the garden, down Downton Lane and into Roger’s field and back. The red Japanese maple is now coming into leaf, and we may soon have to refill the Waterboy’s shell. The clematis Montana, retrained eighteen months ago, now festoons the dead tree; and different, delicate, tulips are bursting into life.Continue reading “Down The Lane”

Veritable Carpets Of Offspring

Aaron this morning cleared more brick paths of weeds and began painting the Ace Reclaim bench with white Hammerite in order to combat rust; Jackie continued planting, weeding, and general maintenance work; and I finished off spreading the Landscape Bark around the rose garden beds, thus offering The Head Gardener, who had begun the job yesterday,Continue reading “Veritable Carpets Of Offspring”

‘I’ll Show My Boss, To Prove I’ve Been Doing some Work’

Jackie drove me to New Milton Station, and Ian collected me there after I had travelled to Tas in The Cut for lunch with Carol. On the train, I finished reading Isaac Asimov’s 1976 collection of stories entitled ‘The Bicentennial Man’. The author has almost expunged my antipathy towards science fiction. This is a largelyContinue reading “‘I’ll Show My Boss, To Prove I’ve Been Doing some Work’”

I Was Transfixed

Ace Reclamation delivered our rose garden furniture this morning, and Jackie and I set it up. Rose Alan Titchmarsh has bloomed. Alan Fred Titchmarsh, MBE, DL, (b. 2.5.49) , was the subject of quite a bit of banter on yesterday’s post, but, in all seriousness, if anyone deserves to have a rose named after himContinue reading “I Was Transfixed”

The Butterfly Net

Jackie and I spent the morning weeding whilst Aaron and Robin continued refining their paving. This involves finishing of the ends with brick cut to shape with an angle iron. There are only the central joins left to be completed. We are so fortunate that the proprietor of A.P. Maintenance is such a perfectionist. WeContinue reading “The Butterfly Net”

Yarnton’s Cardoon

After an application of Vanish, two cold washes in the machine, and a dedicated press, Jackie has achieved a renovation of the linen jacket, which was beyond the dry cleaners. And it still fits. I began the day with a walk through Roger’s footpath, where I again met Pete, who, on this far more overcastContinue reading “Yarnton’s Cardoon”