Anthropomorphic

The parents of a god daughter came round for a drink a few evenings ago bearing gifts and with three dogs; Bertie was thrilled.

Baily’s Cream

The Times this morning has a picture of the Holcombe Hunt in Lancashire. Not to be outdone BB roving reporter, Angela C-C, took this picture; better composed than the one in The Times and reminiscent of a Munnings.

Come into My Pond, Mr Bond

  I have no doubt children believe in James Bond as well as Father Christmas and who can blame them when the head of MI6 referenced Bond and Q in a recent speech.

Picking Plums

You are seeing the choir of the Chapel Royal, Hampton Court Palace, at home.

Boris is Daz

R: “How are you feeling?” Me: “A bit ropey”. We had this exchange over the breakfast table for the last two mornings. I’d had two lunches.