Strangers on a Train

It is April 2015, so pre-blog, I take a train to Berwick-on-Tweed to meet friends who have driven from East Anglia. So you are in the picture, as the army is fond of saying, we plan to walk down the coast to Alnwick.

Snakes and Ladders

I’m glad I still keep a hard copy of financial transactions that may eventually have tax implications. They are stored in this wonderfully retro ring-binder rescued by me as my grandfather was about to throw it on a bonfire. Now look inside.

A Picnic in the Park

Occasionally you may have heard tell of sumptuous luncheons enjoyed by me in a variety of European locations. In fact “lunch” comes up  hundreds of times if you do a search. Some were quite expensive.

Eintopf

At this time of year I get out the heavy, orange Le Creuset pan given to me in 1984 and reach for the chopping board, the tin opener and a bottle of red wine.

Farewell to the President

“Gossip and politics, hock and seagulls’ eggs” writes Chips Channon and that encapsulates the tone of his dairies. Two entries though are worth quoting in the light of my recent reading about President Roosevelt.

The Hon Mrs Ronald Greville

You are looking at a spectacular tiara – natch, it belongs to the Royal Family. Was it plundered from a Maharajah, “borrowed” from a nabob? No it wasn’t.

Two Monkeys

Next time you pop into the Uffizi Gallery look out for this remarkable altar piece. It’s a busy picture so let’s zoom in on a detail.

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