February 2024. Harlton. Cambridgeshire. Dad is just desperate to get out, anywhere; not surprising I can’t spend a day at home really, Not too far, of course; pills to take, routines to follow, but he loves his food and I knew just the place om Friday. Shamefully, I hadn’t popped the dozen miles to Harlton… Continue reading FISH FRIDAY AT THE HARE AND HOUNDS
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PUBS v GARDEN CENTRES IN THE FENS
My weekly trip “home” to Waterbeach is centred on getting Dad out of the house so he can stock up on new seeds and socks at the garden centre in Horningsea, the “posh” village that’s about to get a sewage works from Milton. Residents are, understandably, thrilled. Leaving the door, Mum surprised me by saying… Continue reading PUBS v GARDEN CENTRES IN THE FENS
SNOOKER LOOPY
A bonus post tonight, which is code for saying I need to get on with blogging or I’ll be overwhelmed by the time 17 May comes around. The big news of the day is that I’m being followed on Twitter by someone called Jemima who clearly has impeccable taste; If you can find the unlikely… Continue reading SNOOKER LOOPY
FATHER’S DAY
I was touched to re-read Pub Curmudgeon’s poignant piece on visiting pubs with his dad this morning; It's been more than ten years now, but I still miss our chats in the pub over a pint, dad 😢🍻 https://t.co/8E1bunyYN4 — Curmudgeon (@oldmudgie) June 21, 2020 “(the pub) was where we had our best and… Continue reading FATHER’S DAY
GETTING DAD OUT OF THE HOUSE
Whizzing thru’ these posts now so I can give you that report on IndyMan you’re desperate for. Today, my Dad is the cover star. He’s not quite ready for “BRAPA Dad” level adoration, I suspect. He still drives, mostly to the nearest golf course and garden centre, but I like to get him out of… Continue reading GETTING DAD OUT OF THE HOUSE
WISBECH & A FENLAND BEER DESERT
It’s snowdrop time, as you’ve probably noticed, and Dad wanted to buy some to plant. Wisbech in the Cambridgeshire fens is pretty much the centre of the horticultural world, famed for its splendidly old-fashioned plant auctions. The auction rooms were actually a real disappointment, but we had a great time exploring the majesty of the Fens. We took… Continue reading WISBECH & A FENLAND BEER DESERT
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