George and I were pleased to be reunited when I arrived at the Abbey on Wednesday. Boy it’s chilly in these old houses – this one is made of stone with stone floors downstairs and, to compound the felony, the worksurfaces and large table in the kitchen are … marble!!! Still I’ve been here before […]
It`s been quite a week and it`s hard to realise it`s only Tuesday (well heading rapidly towards Wednesday as I write). George headed off on the housesit on Saturday – the car was well-laden as we have boxes of stuff we always take with us – we are supposed to supply our own food (although […]
LOSS The day he moved out was terrible That evening she went through hell. His absence wasn`t a problem, But the corkscrew had gone as well. (Wendy Cope) Thought I would share this Wendy Cope poem with you – it always makes me laugh.
Now here you are going to have to excuse me on two counts. First of all, George has gone off on the housesit (I will follow later next week) so I can`t grab him and do a photo of us in a loving embrace using delayed shutter and secondly, George has taken my camera with […]
Another beautiful house to look after for just over two weeks. It will be good to return again and make friends with Lucky the cat (the main reason we are there). Although there is a regular team of staff in and out, the cat gets lonely at night! I`ve packed lots of woolly-pullies as these […]
When I first married in 1956 I left my job in London and went to work with a firm of solicitors in Southend. This saved both the expense and the time spent commuting. The office came as a bit of a shock – I was a secretary and had been quite high-powered in London – […]
My Valentine …[/caption Roses are red – violet`s are blue. Mine`s made of chocolate that I can`t wait to chew!
Thus spake Shakespeare`s King Richard when unseated in the fatal (for him) Battle of Bosworth. Some 500 years later the said King turns up under a carpark in Leicester – the skeleton (with a curved spine) was uncovered during an archaeological dig last year; it has previously been thought that the old chap had been […]
Weekly Writing Challenge: Characters. In all my long life I have never, ever met anyone quite like him. A Londoner born and bred with the East End sense of humour that never fails and `h`s` that disappear willy-nilly unless he`s singing a hymn or a song (I always wonder why they appear then). Shortish, roundish, […]
This was painted from one of our visits to the East coast of England where the North Sea rolls into a shallow shore lapping its muddy waves on the beach. Having spent 23 years in Cornwall (the South-West of England) with its magnificent beaches and azure seas I must admit that the East coast doesn`t […]