Florence’s Autumnal View

EACH IMAGE CAN BE ENLARGED WITH A CLICK THAT CAN BE REPEATED This morning Jackie drove me to Lymington in order to collect my laptop following its successful surgical treatment by James Peacock. On leaving Peacock Computers I joined my lady in the St Barbe Museum & Gallery café where she showed me this articleContinue reading “Florence’s Autumnal View”

A Touch Of Sea Air

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. On a bright and sunny morning Jackie drove us out to Flexford Bridge to survey the scene that had been waterlogged on our last visit. These muddy-looking snowdrops had been struggling to keep their heads above water then. BanksContinue reading “A Touch Of Sea Air”

Mulching And Composting

The early sun set the front garden glowing gold, as always, this morning. The autumn flowering cherry has been in bloom since last October. The telegraph pole, from which a cluster of cables fans out along Christchurch Road and all points of the compass, receives regular visits from BT engineers. What this area looked like aContinue reading “Mulching And Composting”

Rosie Lea

This afternoon Jackie drove Becky and me on a recce through the waterlogged forest. On another reasonably warm day, we enjoyed a little sunshine and a lot of showers. The first stop was near Wootton Bridge on the way to Brockenhurst. There we encountered expanding pools of water on the forest floor, a swollen stream,Continue reading “Rosie Lea”

A Statuesque Beauty

Jackie dropped me at Silver Street again this morning. This time I walked along this road, which, like many local ones has no pavement. I the turned right into Woodcock Lane and crossed Everton Road into Hordle Lane and, eventually, home. Peterson’s Folly is visible from our front bedroom windows, but there was a muchContinue reading “A Statuesque Beauty”

Travels Of A Table

Hurricane Bertha beset Downton this morning, as we drove Sheila to New Milton for her to attend a Quakers meeting. We went off to Tesco superstore for a shop, and by the time we had finished and returned for our friend, Bertha had hastened on her way to London. The Quaker meeting house put me in mindContinue reading “Travels Of A Table”

Peterson’s Folly

There is no O2 signal at Castle Malwood Lodge today.  After the period in France I began to worry.  I rang O2.  The French and English experiences are allegedly coincidental.  The man I spoke to, from our landline, of course, told me that O2 had had a complete shutdown yesterday, but all should be backContinue reading “Peterson’s Folly”