Old Palace Lane

The walk upstream to Richmond is back on Bertie’s and my agenda. Yesterday we completed it in two hours, thirty-five minutes; creditable considering Bertie had to play with a canine chum, board a houseboat (Avanti), and join a picnic.

A Mystery is Solved

Nero Wolfe solves cases from his brownstone on the south side of West 35th Street in Manhattan. I have got my own Nero Wolfe who solves problems from her home in Queensland, Australia. Brenda is related to me on the Hill side of the family through her husband and she is a a wizard at… Continue reading A Mystery is Solved

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Exterminate

It’s well known that coronavirus manifested itself in London in the 1960s. The first case was seen in Hammersmith but it quickly spread through the capital.

The Falcon Has Flown

Jack, the peregrine falcon chick, took the plunge at 5.00 am on Monday morning. He jumped but an ornithologist would say he fledged.

Jumping Jack

The willow threatened with felling is flourishing as is the peregrine falcon chick, forty-three days old yesterday.

Princess Freda

Yesterday Bertie and I walked up the towpath to Richmond for the first time in over three months. During lockdown there had been many too many cyclists, joggers and walkers to use the towpath safely but now it’s back to pre-virus normal and Bertie was off the lead most of the time.

The Lawrensons

John and George Lawrenson are brothers. John was a General, Colonel of the 13th Hussars, who died in London in 1883 aged eighty-one.

All Things to All Men

Today’s text is taken from St Paul’s epistle to the Corinthians. “To the weak became I as weak, that I might gain the weak: I am made all things to all men, that I might by all means save some.” (1 Corinthians 9:22)

Nursery News

The peregrine falcons nesting on a ledge at the top of Charing Cross Hospital laid three eggs this year but only one hatched, on 27th April. They have little privacy as there are two webcams – one inside their nesting box and one above the ledge.

A Visit to the Cemetery

Three words I shy away from are “pleasant”, “nice” and “intriguing”; so I reluctantly admit that I found this memorial intriguing.