A Mating Ritual

I accompanied Jackie on her Ferndene Farm shop trip this morning. There was no queue for the food shopping, so Jackie did that first before joining the line of  plant lovers, Masks were more in evidence today. Jackie’s floral purchases were limited because there was only one empty plant tray and the trollies were allContinue reading “A Mating Ritual”

Ferndene Farm Shop Is Open

This morning I received an e-mail from our brother-in-law, Ron Salinger, attaching this photograph of a ship’s boiler exposed on Highcliffe beach last Thursday, 9th April, at the town’s lowest tide of the year. It is probably from Grampus, a tug wrecked in the 1920s. Today the air was still hazy shortly before 9 a.m.Continue reading “Ferndene Farm Shop Is Open”

Anticipation

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Early this morning Jackie drove me out to Mudeford Quay for a photoshoot. Neatly piled up are fishermen’s equipment, such as ropes and chains, and what I believe are crab pots, and marker buoys. It must have been the hazy heat that led us to water for theContinue reading “Anticipation”

The Ugly Ducklings

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE THEM. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. There was much competitive activity from honeybees, particularly partial to poppies as we loaded two bags of hedge clippings and other green waste into the trusty little Modus for transporting to Efford Recycling Centre. This was to take some time, much of which was spent inContinue reading “The Ugly Ducklings”

The Barbecue

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE THEM. REPEAT IF REQUIRED The human memory can be a notorious trickster. Recently, an excellent story from Bruce, himself a master of trickery, featured custard. This brought to mind the typically insightful and amusing Dennis Potter television drama ‘Blade on The Feather’, which had tickled me and Michael almost fortyContinue reading “The Barbecue”

Social History From The Loft

Ian, whom Becky had collected to join us yesterday, drove off early this morning to bring his father Peter and stepmother Ally to join the party in time for lunch. Knowing full well that I would want it, Becky asked me yesterday whether I knew anyone who would like:that had been among the many itemsContinue reading “Social History From The Loft”