Hanging on
Looking at this, you’d be forgiven for thinking that it was a nice day, but it was not. The ferocious wind and periodic bouts of lashing rain have had me almost at screaming pitch, and by this afternoon I was … Continued
Looking at this, you’d be forgiven for thinking that it was a nice day, but it was not. The ferocious wind and periodic bouts of lashing rain have had me almost at screaming pitch, and by this afternoon I was … Continued
“Good grief!” I said, throwing my bum into reverse, and skidding to a halt. “Who on earth are you??” Carefully kneeling down next to the geraniums on which he was basking, I chatted away to him in a way that … Continued
“Where are all the mining bees?” I wailed at R the other day. “And bee flies! Other people are reporting bee flies, and we haven’t got any!” He made a noise of vague sympathy, while trying (and, I have to … Continued