Mr Grumpy
When R and I went to Broadway this morning so that I could exchange a faulty item at OKA, there was some dark and threatening weather moving northward over the Cotswold scarp, and spilling down the Edge towards the village. … Continued
Diving duck
I had a busy day today, encompassing a supermarket dash, a walk in Stratford, some domestic engineering, a little cooking, and a present-wrapping session with R. I’m quite tired now, but hopeful that the fact I was able to get … Continued
Mr Handsome
Today’s Stratford-upon-Avon tufted duck count: 4. Which isn’t as high as I’d like, but double the number there were a couple of days ago. The Thursday boys are continuing their bromance, sticking close together and clearly acting as each other’s … Continued
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
