I forgot when I re-awoke (with a stiff back) in Kings Cross hotel , I was whacked on the head with a pair of socks, managed to get up, I forgot what else occurred before the hotel was left at 5.53am: smells weren’t very nice, a massive pile of bin bags was outside McDonald’s, a … Continue reading From Kings Cross to Paris…

It was 24°C at 12.20pm when the house was left (I'd had to get a grip and grab my bag) : the care home on a nearby road had patriotic bunting round its sign, the park had undergone a lot of violent grass cutting, the knobblyness of the trees on another road caused me to … Continue reading Setting off to Strasbourg

Shakespeare's ghost (a man covered in white paint) strolling Stratfords streets The first thing harvested from the garden this year A bee enjoying the finally flowering forget-me-nots A sophisticated badger in a top hat (I think he's made of bronze) An attempt being made to hug a really really really big tree An odd find … Continue reading The top 10 photos of April

It was 11am when I headed out into town - for the purpose of investigating a market I'd heard was going on - and there were shrivelled daffodills everywhere, but all sorts of insects were making the most of what was sprouting... ... and there was a spaniel of some sort was wearing a purple … Continue reading A Day at the Market: Food, Crafts, and Peculiar Finds

At 10.26am, it was 11°C , and the car was just getting moving: the river was quite high at the end of the town, and there were lots of people and swans visible in the Gardens, one street had a shop that said it was a specialist in ramen noodles on the front, I spotted … Continue reading A sunny Mothering Monday

A couple of ladybirds were having a venture round the garden in the sunshine... ...and a robin was having a browse of the bird boxes... The sunshine has got a few of the sunflower seeds planted this month starting to sprout… ... and there's already Forget-Me-Nots in the back garden. There were potatoes were unexpectedly … Continue reading My favourite photos of March

A homemade candle lit at breakfast time It was 4°C at 9.27am, and the bells of the church at the end of the road were ringing when we left, bright sun was out but frost remained in the places it hadn’t shone on; there was barely any traffic in the town, crocuses on some verges, … Continue reading A day at Compton Verney: involving art, mud, and a little bit of cake

A sign of spring braving the temperatures... ...and a few more signs (in plant form). Mum conquering the puddles with muddy boots and a determined spirit Snowdrops in an ancient misty graveyard Getting violent with a decomposing compost bin The results of a Grow Your Own Mushroom kit A very pretty robin perched on a … Continue reading February’s top 10