Mobile, cigarettes, chips, and coke

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Aaron, this Sunday, had removed two overhanging branches from a neighbours fir tree, and had dismantled an old temporary greenhouse cobbled together from panels found on our plot. Early this morning we chopped the branches into manageable chunks to fill an orange bag and, along with someContinue reading “Mobile, cigarettes, chips, and coke”

Post-Katie Recovery Process

This morning we began the post-Katie recovery process. Once we could reach the broken greenhouse this is what greeted us: Some of the perspex had blown round the house and, torn, come to rest against the front gardener’s arbour. In reassembling all this we could have done with a three-year-old who would have recognised whereContinue reading “Post-Katie Recovery Process”

Entering Bridgetown

When you have been a townie all your life and you take up residence in an area that has none of the mains services that you have taken for granted, you tend to forget things. Like oil for the central heating. Because there is no gas. Then you tend to run out at a BankContinue reading “Entering Bridgetown”

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”

Sam Had The Answer

As I sweated in the heat of the day, preparing for a bonfire later on, I thought of the warmth that some of the cuttings pile would provide in the winter. What I was engaged in was breaking and cutting enough of the debris into bite-sized chunks and transporting them to burn in the decommissionedContinue reading “Sam Had The Answer”