It’s not every day that you find a live earthworm indoors. Well, having said that, you may well be quite used to it, but for us it was a new experience. There it was, snaking slowly and laboriously across the carpet, covered in fluff and generally looking pretty sorry for itself. Wondering how it could [...]
Another gorgeous still and sunny day, but the forecast indicates rain tomorrow, in expectation of which I set to in the garden again. By the end of the day, the lawns had been mowed and all that was burnable had been burnt. It is now possible to stand in the garden by the remains of [...]
Another Sunday, another go at the berberis. Yesterday really saw the last of it, but today I did spend some more time on it, just checking it fro shape and spread. Then it was clear-up time! The weather this weekend has been gorgeous – sunny, still and very warm. Perfect bonfire weather. Everything has dried [...]
Dix, the enormous French poodle, came to stay for three days with his two minders, Ken and Sylvia. Though sporting the usual white afro wig and ears to match, it was disappointing to see that he wasn’t wearing the French rugby shirt with his number on the back. Oh well. On arrival he bounded out [...]
A new medical disorder was discovered at Aspen House today, DRMS – Dilapidated Retentive Memory Syndrome. It happens when one puts the large baking tray away in the drawer specifically reserved for saucepan lids and small cake tins. Even though the baking tray is so large that it covers said saucepan lids and small cake [...]
Our pre-Easter oil delivery arrived this afternoon, but with an unexpected cash-back offer. The delivery driver, having completed the delivery, went back to his truck to reel in the hose and fill in the delivery note. As I was signing the note, he said, “Oh, I found this, by the way.” Between his fingers was [...]
Sunday! And the garden beckons. Despite the torrential rain last night, the ground is dry enough to at least carry on with the weeding. Working my way through the celandines and nettles that carpet the top part of the garden, I am aware that much of what I am doing is instinctive. Unlike Sally, I [...]