This afternoon we took a crisp sunshine forest drive. Jackie waited in Brownhills car park while I wandered along the largely waterlogged roadside verges for a while. This was a day for family walks. While certain spots were decidedly overcrowded, lesser known areas like Bisterne Close, where Jackie parked the Modus, were safe enough. IContinue reading “Waterlogged”
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Helen Eales’s Artwork
This morning I was engaged in several telephone conversations concerning my second knee replacement operation scheduled for two days time. Ten days or so ago I had been experiencing symptoms of what could have been a urinary tract infection soon after my satisfactory flexible cystoscopy. I understood that the operation could not be undertaken ifContinue reading “Helen Eales’s Artwork”
The Classic Country Yokel
CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. Today was sunny and crisp, with a chill wind and blue skies. This morning we took a drive up to the north of the forest. Ditches and streams run alongside many lanes in the New Forest. People dwelling on CrowContinue reading “The Classic Country Yokel”
The Prop
CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. On another recuperating day, I scanned a batch of colour negatives from a French holiday in the autumn of 1985. Here Becky is first amused, then contemplative, in the garden of the gite. Once Sam had given her a push, Louisa was proud to work the swing on her own. MostContinue reading “The Prop”
A Day Trip To Mousehole
CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED It was another dull day today. Aaron and Sean worked in the garden, finishing the log shelter, clearing rubbish, doing dump trips, and beginning to cut down the grizelinia hedge – now substantial trees. I scanned another batch of colour negatives from the Instow holiday of 1985.Continue reading “A Day Trip To Mousehole”
To Brighten A Dull Day
On this dull, overcast, day, Aaron and Robin made considerable headway on weeding the gravel paths. Certain alliums that self seed everywhere, when wrenched from the paths, fill the air with the smell of onions, nowhere near as appetising as when they are being fried. Jackie did some planting in the front garden. This afternoonContinue reading “To Brighten A Dull Day”
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