Cheery
“No dragonflies for Grandma today,” I said to the Boy Wonder at Forest Farm this morning. “Poor me!” It wasn’t entirely true, though the season there is proving to be quite strange. By rights, on a warm, bright morning after … Continued
By the time I emerged from the shower this morning, R and B were already out in the garden, collecting fallen twigs to take to the bridge and throw into the stream. They came back with a sizeable collection in … Continued
“Would you like to go to the playground in the park?” enquired R. “Yes,” said B. “Mmmmm,” I said warningly. “It’ll be crazy on a Sunday.” “Probably not, at this time,” said R – at which point I realised that … Continued
Having by now eaten our combined body weight in Christmas leftovers, today R and I found ourselves peering into a half-empty fridge. This, plus the fact that it had stopped raining after what felt like months, gave us all the … Continued
I went to Croome this afternoon, where normal service has been resumed to the extent that if you’re feeling lucky (punk), you can chance turning up without a booking, and if they’re not too busy they’ll let you in. Rather … Continued
Today was a bit of a curate’s egg. This was the good bit: a morning walk around Croome with R in nice light – though sadly not early enough to catch the frost and mist, because they’ve now moved onto … Continued
We said goodbye to the Greystead Institute with heavy hearts this morning. I’m old enough to remember when holiday cottages were mainly pretty basic affairs, but this has been a real home from home (I was about to insert a … Continued