Monthly Archives: February 2017

This is the famous north door of the Parish Church of St Edward in Stow-on-the-Wold, closely flanked by yew trees. I was in Stow today to have my hair cut, and unusually I managed to arrive a few minutes early, … Continued

F is for Fluid Dynamics. F is also for Faffing About – which is what I did for most of this afternoon. One (slightly) interesting thing I’d like to point out about this image is that the movement trails show … Continued

There were several very clean and very well-behaved dogs hanging out at Boston Tea Party this morning, having brunch and reading the papers. I’m sure this notion disturbs some people, so it’s lucky that there are plenty of dog-free cafés … Continued

Don’t worry – I’m not about to go off on on one. Although I did spend most of this morning sitting at my desk watching one on line news report after another, and winding myself up like a watch spring. … Continued

This morning was bright and sunny in the wake of Storm Doris; but the forecast said that the good weather wouldn’t last, so R and I decided to get out while we could, and popped over to Winchcombe. We used … Continued

I wouldn’t dream of trying to convince you that I didn’t add the rain (rather inexpertly) in Photoshop – but I would like to stress that this is actually what it was like out there. R had suggested the blown-over … Continued

“Well, this is nice,” said R, as we sat in the car at traffic lights, watching rain playing along the river in bursts, as if from cosmic hoses. “It is indeed,” I replied. “I can’t think of anything I’d rather … Continued

Despite having kept both R and myself awake most of last night with (if I say so myself) some Olympic-standard coughing, I think I must be feeling better: today I went full Bitter Old Crone at anyone and everything that … Continued

It was unseasonably warm today, though moodily overcast, and as I was feeling a little better I went for a walk around the garden, searching for early bees or hoverflies. I found just one honey bee, but even that was … Continued

“If you’re quick,” called R, “there’s a heron in the garden.” Speed remains a concept with which I have a purely theoretical relationship just now, but I was at least up, so I grabbed the 7D and tottered downstairs. Sadly … Continued