How Peculiar

More than five years ago Bertie and I went to The Charterhouse. B was impossible on the tube, wriggling and squirming, and not very well behaved in the grounds of the C. He was a puppy.

Roy and Winston

I must digress before I begin. You will be aware I use Wikipedia a lot. Not so much now. When I ask Google a question AI Overview comes up with the answer. I now realise AI already touches all our lives.

I Believe

Belief is an acceptance that something exists or is true, especially without proof.

Silk Roads

Samarkand, spices, caravanserai, camels; we are on the Silk Road. So much more romantic then its modern manifestation: China’s Belt and Road project.

Hay Fever

Constable took trouble over The Hay Wain. He made a small sketch in oils and a full size sketch in oils. The former lives at The Yale Center and the latter in the V&A. Actually he did this for all his big landscapes.

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Bertie Goes Shopping

Last Saturday Bertie and I got off the tube at Green Park. If he is asleep he wakes up to the command “Beagles alight”.

The Best of Irish

In truth this is no longer “new”; it was published in 1986.

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The Rain in Spain

Unfortunately flooding in Spain is not new. The rain in Spain turns dry ravines into dangerous raging torrents.

Dunstable Downs

Yesterday we went on a 5 mile circular walk on the Dunstable Downs.

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The Famous Five

On a wet Sunday afternoon at boarding school time seems to pass slowly. Today a week passes more quickly. This is because aged eight a single afternoon takes up as much memory space as a month now that my memory has become chocker.