Performative
Stratford being the kind of place it is, no-one turned a hair. Let’s face it, in a town where even this doesn’t look especially out of place, you’re going to have to work quite hard to get a reaction. I … Continued
Charlecote
R and I had booked a walk around Charlecote this morning, and were blessed, as you can see, with a beautiful day. The fallow herd was not having a good morning however: when we checked in at the reception point … Continued
Gone fishing
And… breathe. When R and I went off to Stratford this afternoon to take a walk along the river, and then sit in the sun in the Bancroft Gardens, drinking coffee and eating cake, the US Presidential election Electoral College … Continued
Mindfulness
I was tired this morning after our trip to the Frozen North yesterday, and frittered away the first half of the day on essentially pointless things. Mid way through the afternoon though I felt a sudden need to be out … Continued
Reflective
After a horrible wet morning the weather improved quite dramatically, and as R wanted to go into Stratford to collect some books he’d ordered, I tagged along for the walk/coffee/cake/photo opportunities. We already knew, because this Government leaks like a … Continued
Fartnarkle
I went to Charlecote this morning – sans R, unfortunately, because by the time we’d clocked that it was half-term, and that we’d therefore need to book, there was precisely one ticket available for the entire week, which (at his … Continued
Down the hatch
It was a fairly miserable day, weather-wise, but R had a strong urge to be out and about, so we created some errands as an excuse for going to Stratford and walking up and down the river. It was dark … Continued
