Adventure
B bounced awake at 7.30am, fully recovered from whatever it was that laid him low yesterday – though he was barely upright before announcing that he wouldn’t be eating any more cake. “That’s OK,” I said. “It’s your cake, so … Continued
There’s a small river called the Dene that crosses the Charlecote estate and flows into the Avon, and it’s usually an excellent spot to find dragonflies. But when R and I arrived this morning there was nothing to be seen, … Continued
By coincidence, I had two unconnected appointments at Stratford Hospital today – routine blood tests at 11am, and an eye clinic consultation, for which R would need to drive me, at 2pm. Rather than us making two separate car journeys, … Continued
With the weather forecast to deteriorate steadily through the day I thought that it wouldn’t be sensible to stray too far from home, so I just went over to Charlecote and walked around the park. It was heavily overcast and … Continued
“Look!” I said to R, pointing. “A weasel! No, a stoat!” as I saw the distinctive black tip to its tail. We were walking up the carriage drive at Charlecote, and the stoat was no more than ten feet away … Continued