A Fine Set Of Choppers

‘A Short Walk from Harrods’ is the sixth volume of Dirk Bogarde’s autobiography, and, to my mind, the best. I finished reading it last night, and would have been saddened had I not had one more to come. This work deals in more depth and detail with material that has been featured in earlier books,Continue reading “A Fine Set Of Choppers”

More Young Life

Jackie spent the morning and part of the afternoon in the garden. Later she drove me into the forest for a short trip. Ponies cast their shadows on the sward beside Holmsley Road. One enjoyed a good scratch. Two mares suckled their foals. In the first picture the youngster is in the process of risingContinue reading “More Young Life”

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 ┬áplant 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”

Walkers In The Field

On a gloriously warm and sunny Good Friday, being the start of a four day holiday weekend, the government was still urging the public to adhere to the coronavirus lockdown ┬áregulations; the UK reported death toll was now approaching 1,000 in the last 24 hours; and a small but significant minority of people were transgressingContinue reading “Walkers In The Field”

A Hole In The Hedge.

Danni has e-mailed me two more photographs from yesterday’s visit. They were engrossed in one activity or another. Note the tiptoes. This morning’s steady rain made way for an afternoon of bright sunshine prompting us to drive to the north of the forest, via South Sway Lane where our friendly equine henceforth, in recognition ofContinue reading “A Hole In The Hedge.”

Ripples And Reflections

On another afternoon of heavy rain we took a drive into the forest. Over Lymington Road the sun attempted unsuccessfully to penetrate the brimming cloud canopy. The oak in the third picture has been remodelled by the sea air. The highest groping fingers never bear leaves. Almost the only wildlife we saw while the rainContinue reading “Ripples And Reflections”

Playing On Ober Water

For Christmas Danni and Andy gave us a self assembly natty little copper and brass soap holder. Aaron of A,P, Maintenance, with some trepidation because he had never drilled through tiles before, assembled and fixed it for us. As he said, “You never know what you can do until you try”. We think it wasContinue reading “Playing On Ober Water”

Water Under The Bridge

The morning’s sunshine was correctly predicted to succumb to clouds by mid-day. We therefore took an early drive to Wooden House Lane in Pilley. The lane peters out into a pitted gravel path currently peppered with pools. Jackie parked the car and contemplated how she was going to turn round and return to comparatively dryContinue reading “Water Under The Bridge”

View From The Pillbox

The briefest glimpse of the weak sun effecting a halo on the silhouetted lonely pigeon in the copper beech that Jackie photographed this morning was its only appearance on this otherwise grimly dismal day. She had left the house from the stable door in order to sweep beneath the wisteria arbour. Nugget, immediately perching onContinue reading “View From The Pillbox”

One For GP

As was the case this morning, the seed feeder in the front garden is usually overcrowded by sparrows, with the inevitable pecking consequence. Great and blue tits share more harmonious meals. This afternoon we drove into the forest and got no further than Holmsley Passage before we witnessed a string of ponies crossing the moorlandContinue reading “One For GP”