Botanicals
R and I found ourselves in need of gin this afternoon – well, Brexit will do that to you – and decided to go off-piste. There’s a very small, artisan distillery in Stratford, that I first tripped over at a … Continued
House hunting
Well, it’s my own fault. If I’d said, “Oh, no – that’s not your colour at all, and I really hate the lapels,” instead of gazing at him all misty-eyed and weak-kneed, he wouldn’t have bought it. But I cannot … Continued
Off a duck’s back
Horrible conditions down at the river this afternoon: harsh light, a thin, cutting wind, and a heavy swell combined to make life difficult for the waterfowl and the photographer. Still, at least I was crouching beside the water rather than … Continued
Who’s a pretty boy then?
I thought, I can’t post another tufted duck! – and then realised that I haven’t blipped one since New Year’s Eve. And as I doubt they’ll be gracing their winter quarters for much longer, I decided that you probably wouldn’t … Continued
