Rufus Stone

Just as I was preparing for today’s walk, Jackie set my pulses racing.  She informed me that there were no instructions for the assembly of the IKEA bed.  As I reached for my mobile phone she found them hidden away in one of the boxes.  I calmed down and set off to cross the A31Continue reading “Rufus Stone”

Roots

This was another beautiful, hot, summer’s day.  Having spent a large part of yesterday reducing the span of a wandering Philadelphus, or Mock Orange, this morning I tackled its  rambling roots.  Armed with a large fork, an axe, and a back, I set to.  It wasn’t until three and a half hours later that IContinue reading “Roots”