Monthly Archives: June 2019

Mirinda continues to be unwell. Her cough, while diminishing on occasion, hacks away at her throat with all the finesse of a rubbish compactor. It’s not at all pleasant (for either of us) but at least the cough medicine and … Continue reading →

On the news this morning there was a report about a single £150m donation to Oxford University by American billionaire (and Trump advisor) Stephen A Schwarzman. It is believed to be the biggest single donation to a UK university ‘since … Continue reading →

I don’t always remember to write this update but yesterday I noticed a couple of early entries from years 1 and 2 so thought I’d make sure I did this year. First, though, I need to say that the bed … Continue reading →

There’s something quite satisfying about digging a small pit, piling it high with collected wood from the forest floor and lighting a small fire. Then, using some sort of primitive rotisserie contraption made out of handy and sturdy sticks, grilling … Continue reading →

Today we were originally going to join Dr Dawn and Nicktor at the Dunsfold Air Show. The Cansfields have raved about it and, after the debacle which was the final Farnborough Airshow, we wanted to give it a try. Then, … Continue reading →

Being a Friday, I should have been working today on the war dead. And, to be fair, I did work for about three hours. However, a lot of my day was spent in failed cooking. Sophie and Tom were coming … Continue reading →

Having managed to dodge the day before D-Day celebrations in Portsmouth last week, I was back at work today. The weather was actually bright and, vaguely, sunny as I headed south. While rain had been predicted, like all predictions this … Continue reading →

I was a bit concerned that today the weather would be as lashingly lousy as yesterday. The main reason for my concern was the fact that Ron was coming round to lay a big slab of concrete up the back, … Continue reading →