Monthly Archives: December 2017

This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year’s threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes the future; the place of caught breath, the door of a vanished house … Continued

Oh my days – the state of these squirrels…. On the plus side, they were getting lots of exercise, chasing each other up and down the trees in the far garden – and when they decide to move at speed, … Continued

When Child One and I drove to Witney on Saturday, there were several red kites hanging around looking photogenic above the Gloucestershire/Oxfordshire border on the road between Stow-on-the-Wold and Burford; and as I had to go to Stow this morning … Continued

The owner of these splendid ears is called Mabel. She has owned a neighbouring household for, I think, about a year now (which probably means, given the way time is moving these days, that it’s actually at least two years), … Continued

I’ve had a pretty quiet day after all the rushing about of yesterday. R and I went into Stratford this morning to have brunch and do some shopping, part of which involved me spending a birthday book token on some … Continued

Drove the Bride-to-Be to Witney. Bought a dress. Ate cake. Drove home. It was all perfectly straightforward – I really don’t know what you made so much fuss about. My only niggle is that by finding, choosing and buying the … Continued

The Bride-to-Be and I went dress shopping today – or at least, dress browsing. Many dresses were tried on, but none was actually purchased (though several were photographed, and some remain on a List). The owner of the bridal boutique … Continued

Twilight is the in-between light – between day and night, and in this case, in between the two main events of my special birthday. We had a fairly lazy morning – or at least, I did, sitting about and being … Continued

Firstly, I’d like to say thanks very much for your response to yesterday’s frozen bubble, currently sitting in second place in Pops – I’m delighted that so many of you liked it. I have to confess that it wasn’t an … Continued

When R and I were running errands in Stratford yesterday, one of mine was to track down a container of bubble mixture. After receiving bemused looks in several shops – “Not in this weather!” said the woman in Poundland – … Continued