Your Choice

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED This morning, including material from ‘Oiling The Lion’, and from ‘The Hornby Train Set’, I continued writing ‘A Knight’s Tale’. This afternoon, Jackie drove me to Lymington to visit the bank. This is now the nearest NatWest branch remaining open. My chauffeur parked outside and I joinedContinue reading “Your Choice”

Beside The Breakwater

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. This morning I pulled up a chair for Eric Gill, with whom I was soon to part company. When, four days ago, we visited All Saints’ Church at Bransgore, I knew that I would present the parish with my Folio Society facsimile copy of the Golden CockerelContinue reading “Beside The Breakwater”

Food And Drink In The Same Location

CLICK ON IMAGES IN GROUPS TO ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. It really felt like a spring day as we drove out to the forest this morning. A pair of cyclists led us along the Rhinefield Ornamental Drive. At intervals I left the car and photographed the forest scenes. The usual amountContinue reading “Food And Drink In The Same Location”

Dawn Over The Isle Of Wight

CLICK ON GROUPED PHOTOS TO ENLARGE, AND TO VIEW FULL SIZE. JUST CLICK ON THE LARGER INDIVIDUAL ONES. This morning my muse woke me with a start and uttered something about catching Dawn. What had Dawn done? I wondered. And who was she, anyway? Then it dawned on me. This was an invitation to watchContinue reading “Dawn Over The Isle Of Wight”

Piquant Cauliflower Cheese

This morning I finished reading the preface to Madame Bovary. I hadn’t realised that Flaubert’s now acclaimed novel once enjoyed the limelight, like ‘Lady Chatterley’s Lover’ by D.H. Lawrence, more than a century later, of an indecency trial before being published in book form. Lawrence’s mediocre novel was first published privately in Venice in 1928. NotContinue reading “Piquant Cauliflower Cheese”

Goose Fat

I awoke to a most unsympathetic witticism from my beloved daughter Becky.  She has, for some years now, inexplicably been obsessed with what she sees as a likeness between me and Jon Pertwee’s portrayal of Worzel Gummidge.  I can’t see it myself. Never missing an opportunity to offer this public humiliation, she appended a quartetContinue reading “Goose Fat”

Blonds Burn More Easily

From the garden room whilst having our morning coffee. Jackie and I watched a pigeon in the process of landing and take-off in the bay tree beside us.  Apparently being a poor judge of available space and the weight-bearing capacity of a slender twig, this large, ungainly, bird flopped onto its chosen perch which wasContinue reading “Blonds Burn More Easily”