In my childhood, morris was performed politely by men in cricket whites and bowler hats, and I always found it jaw-clenchingly embarrassing. Since then it has gone back to its anarchic folk roots, and I think it’s the better for … Continued
The flooding in the village has receded, but the Avon is very high along the whole of its local length, and out of its normal bounds in a number of places. This black-headed gull is standing on top of what … Continued
R and I went into Stratford for lunch today. A passable morning was in the throes of turning into a gloomy afternoon, so while R went ahead to get the wine in, I walked along the river in search of … Continued
A couple of interesting things turned up when I was walking along the south side of the river in Stratford this afternoon. The first was a red kite that flew over Holy Trinity, glided over the river, and then drifted … Continued
When I last saw the rheumatologist a few months ago, I ‘fessed up to a few things, and he sent me for a battery of tests and scans. Today I went back and saw him again, and we had an … Continued
After yesterday’s workshop I had sooooo much processing to do today that I needed to be really focused, and spend all day at my desk. Which is obviously why, when R went to Stratford for some out-of-the-trench time, I went … Continued
I haven’t converted this to black and white, or desaturated it at all – it’s exactly as I took it. So you’ll probably be able to work out what kind of day it was. My other candidate for a post … Continued
