A Knight’s Tale (132: Awaiting The Arrival)

With about two days to go before Sam’s expected arrival into Port St Charles, excitement was enhanced by a golden sunset, which is almost a cliché. Not in Port St Charles. Jessica watches as Louisa shows her photographs to Dixie Dean, the Society’s cameraman. Birds like the Yellow breasted Sunbury, and the Barbados Bullfinch, theContinue reading “A Knight’s Tale (132: Awaiting The Arrival)”

To The End Of The Day

Before lunch I sent an e-mail scan of the resubmitted probate form to the relevant Government Department; afterwards I posted the form and a covering letter in snail mail. From Everton Post Office we took a forest drive. The landscape with horses in rugs alongside Barrows Lane was nicely lit by the late afternoon sun.Continue reading “To The End Of The Day”

A Very Thoughtful Gift

As Jessie left this morning to return home to Primrose Hill, Jackie and I drove to Elizabeth’s to wait for a Parcel Force delivery while she kept a hospital appointment. We took a minor diversion through the forest on our way home. Groups of pigs from the verges and the greens of Pilley converged onContinue reading “A Very Thoughtful Gift”

Late Afternoon

The 106 m.p.h. wind that ripped through The Needles overnight howled around our house and garden. Numerous plant pots were blown down; tables and the new pig hit the deck; owls were knocked off their perches; broken branches and scattered trugs tossed around; an arch bent and a rose dislodged. I had the sun inContinue reading “Late Afternoon”

Somewhat Disconcerting

With paintbrush and roller, after replenishing some of yesterday’s filling, Nick brought light into our sitting room. Particularly evident was how he has brightened the ceiling; the walls also glow. Unfortunately, with the windows open, a number of wasps buzzed around our decorator’s ears. This was more than somewhat disconcerting, so we supplied him withContinue reading “Somewhat Disconcerting”

The Reader

After a little clearance work in the garden I spent much of the day finishing reading This is Penguin Books 1948 edition of Huxley’s novel first published in 1923. Today’s seven and a half pence is the current coin equivalent of the purchase price of one shilling and sixpence. We could, in 1948 have boughtContinue reading “The Reader”

Lunch At Steff’s Kitchen

Late this morning Jackie drove us to Fairweather’s Garden Centre in Beaulieu where we met Danni, Andy, Ella, and Elizabeth for lunch in Steff’s Kitchen. The various trees in pools on the road from Brockenhurst were thoroughly irrigated. Beaulieu Lake was also very full, to the satisfaction of the numerous swans. Ella enjoyed playing gamesContinue reading “Lunch At Steff’s Kitchen”

It Has To Go

As she toured the garden this morning Jackie was struck by the contrast between the number of survivors from spring and summer still blooming – including clematis Niobe; fuchsias Delta’s Sarah and Mrs. Popple; hebes; hot lips; bidens; pelargoniums; pansies; campanulas; and roses in the Rose Garden – and the harbingers of spring to come,Continue reading “It Has To Go”

Golden Globe Descending

After lunch I watched recorded highlights of yesterday’s international rugby match between England and Australia. I then prised Jackie from her greenhouse so she could take me for a drive in the forest. “Look, Derrick”, she announced, indicating a plant on this sunny but cold afternoon, “it’s a little chilly in the garden”. Many moorlandContinue reading “Golden Globe Descending”

Sunset Wakes

IMAGES NOT IN GROUPS CAN BE ENLARGED WITH A CLICK THAT MAY BE REPEATED. A CLICK ON ANY OF THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES, MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOXES AT BOTTOM RIGHT. Richard began this morning by fitting oak surfaces to the sink trim and theContinue reading “Sunset Wakes”