Return of the native
This was supposed to have been a desk-bound day, as I continue the struggle to get back on top of all the stuff I allowed to slide over Christmas. But I’m never very good at doing what I ought to … Continued
This was supposed to have been a desk-bound day, as I continue the struggle to get back on top of all the stuff I allowed to slide over Christmas. But I’m never very good at doing what I ought to … Continued
…. and this Robin seems almost as alarmed about it as I’m currently feeling. I promised myself that this year I’d keep everything relaxed and low-key, but I’m at the stage where everything I cross off the top of my … Continued
I had to go to Stratford this morning for ingredients to make a batch of ragu, and I took the opportunity to do a little birding – first at the new local nature reserve off the Warwick Road, and then … Continued
I have friends who are mad for fungi, and look forward eagerly to the arrival of the fungus-hunting season. Personally, while I don’t mind a mushroom, I prefer things with legs and wings, and I’m currently building up my strength … Continued
R and I had a bit of a curate’s egg of a day with the Boy Wonder. He was delighted to see us when we arrived, and if anything even more delighted to see the back of us when we … Continued
This isn’t what I expected to be posting today: R, who was in Stratford having his car serviced, called at around 10am to tell me that he’d just counted twenty two tufted ducks on the Avon, so I zoomed over … Continued