An Enforced Eviction

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Early this morning the sun shone on the wall-bound wisteria aiming for the en suite bathroom. Lingering early raindrops rolled around the Diamond Jubilee tulips, onto which a thirsty fly dropped for a drink. Another rhododendron, leading the eye to the pieris on the grass, is beginning to bloom.Continue reading “An Enforced Eviction”

The Catch

Giles had left his cap at our house on his last visit. This morning we drove round to return it. As he appeared to be out, after knocking, I pushed the headgear through the letter box and prepared to leave. A giant snail on the window sill caught my attention and I paused to photographContinue reading “The Catch”

Fried Egg On Toast

Today was a real scorcher. I set off for the rose garden rather early, intending simply to dig a few holes for the plants plonked yesterday. No such luck. The head gardener had already been out there for an hour. On the south side of the entrance arch had straggled two rather unattractive shrubs. Jackie hadContinue reading “Fried Egg On Toast”

A Pair Of Frogs

Jackie and I spent the whole of this gloriously sunny day on path clearance in the garden. She worked on the brick one at the back of the house, whilst I concentrated on a gravelled track further along our plot. The plastic bucket on my path has no bottom. There are a number of suchContinue reading “A Pair Of Frogs”

‘Er Indoors

Last night and this morning I read ‘Roman Britain’, Peter Salway’s contribution to the 1984 Oxford Illustrated History of Britain, another of Ann’s books. Thierry and Geoffrey arrived early to continue the work.  It won’t be finished before I leave, but, no matter, much was done.  They had been awaiting instruction from Saufiene who was inContinue reading “‘Er Indoors”

The Stockpot

Last night Elizabeth told us she had found a golf ball on her bedroom floor (see post of 8th. September). It was a pretty drizzly day today.  Michael came down and spent the morning with us, after which Jackie drove me to Winchester to collect the plants left behind yesterday.  As she was on holidayContinue reading “The Stockpot”

Buddy

On this much brighter, yet very windy, and not entirely rain-free, morning I set off by my usual route to Carol’s in SW1.  Links Avenue and Crown Lane were festooned with laminated posters advertising two different, and seperate, lost cats.  Since I saw none proclaiming found felines and there were clear photographs and full descriptions ofContinue reading “Buddy”