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Gothic strawberry

Mirinda’s Reading Group recently read The Castle of Otranto by Horace Walpole (the son of Britain’s first Prime Minister) and it was suggested that the group, along with other halves, visit his house at Strawberry Hill. Today was the day … Continue reading

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Room with a view

Mirinda had Book Group today. They were reading poems rather than a novel so she read them in the morning, before she left. Like me, she doesn’t really get poetry. She said that at the talk, all sorts of things … Continue reading


Timing and timing again

A few years ago, I wrote a blog post about timing. I’m sure no-one remembers it. To be fair, I only remember it because, recently it came up on the list of posts made on this day each year. Well, … Continue reading

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More of the same

Another action packed day of taking apart bookcases and traipsing up and down the stairs with laundry baskets full of books. It’s just a pity I won’t be able to actually use the office until October. That’s when the electrician … Continue reading

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Managing the premises

“So, Gary, are you a practical type of man?” I was asked by madam Chair. “Err, yes, I guess I am,” I answered, in my innocence. “Excellent! Well, would you like to be our new Accommodation Manager then?” And so, … Continue reading

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No tourists, please, it’s Monday

The Old Town, centre of Hereford is lovely when the market is in full swing and the sun is shining. The lack of cars, the groups of happy, smiling people, is wonderful. Sadly, this changes somewhat at night. The market … Continue reading


Merry English Christmas

There’s one thing worse than ingesting four separate varieties of fish for Christmas Eve dinner…when they swim back upstream in the middle of the night. I woke up, sometime during the dark, all hot and sweaty. We haven’t had the … Continue reading

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A very English Sunday

We had nothing planned for today so we let the weather decide. Given the weather was fabulous – chilly, blue skies without much breeze – we decided to go for a walk. Sadly, because Carmen is still recovering, the poodles … Continue reading


Yellow roses

A while ago, Mirinda remarked that it would be a very nice touch if, perhaps, some day, she came home to find I’d bought some flowers and put them in a vase in the house somewhere. Maybe. This was a … Continue reading

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The month for merry Maying

It’s that time of pagan celebrations here in England. Once upon a time we would go to Butser and watch the burning of the wickerman. That was before they banned dogs from the event of course. Though Dawn mentioned that … Continue reading

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