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The Big Double

“This year’s Punchestown Festival will be remembered for its marvellous attendence and for the glorious week’s weather . People flocked from all over the country, and from abroad, to attend the festivities. The latest fashions were on show and all types of motor car were seen making their way down the Naas Road.”

Més que un chess club

If you know a finer clubhouse for chess aficionados, tell me. This is the Nuovo Circolo Degli Scacchi in Rome. It’s almost worth playing chess to belong but I can pop in as a reciprocal member and have done so.

Coronavirus Chronicle VIII

This year it will be on Thursday 13th November. It’s when, in the old days, I used to go out at lunchtime in the City and drink Beaujolais Nouveau until I was sick. This exceptional year it was yesterday; the first day Londoners could go out on the lash in pubs and restaurants since March.

Sweet Memories

Forty-four years ago I rented a room in the house next door to my present home, where I have lived since 1984.

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.