“Stop depressing us with pictures of burnt-out pubs on Sheffield industrial estates” writes A. Reader from Tonbridge (not Wells), at a stroke limiting my blogging blogging material by half. I’m tempted to bring you daily updates from our garden, which will at least please the cat-lovers amongst you (c. 99.2% of you). Sunday saw temperatures… Continue reading HERE COMES THE SUMMER
Month: March 2021
CHELTENHAM, BUT NOT AT THE RACES
It’s like deja vu all over again. Scare stories about Brazilians in South Gloucestershire putting my return to pubs at risk, a year after a lot of fuss about Cheltenham Festival taking place just as Covid cases started to spike. I was in the area a year ago, listening to some over confident Yorkies celebrating… Continue reading CHELTENHAM, BUT NOT AT THE RACES
FEBRUARY ’21 STOCKTAKE. TOWARDS THE FINISHING LINE.
I was going to do a post called “A Sceptical Rat”*, describing our futile attempts to rid our garden of an alleged infestation reported by our neighbour, the small concern noted the other day. James laid the trap, I complained about cruelty to God’s creatures, we set foot in our garden for the very first… Continue reading FEBRUARY ’21 STOCKTAKE. TOWARDS THE FINISHING LINE.
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