Something Fishy

And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you. (I Thessalonians iv:11)

A Dog’s Dinner

Bertie is off-colour. He had a sore paw and then caught kennel cough in the vets’ waiting room.

A War Trilogy

I am re-reading these three Brother Cadfael short stories out of nostalgia and because this slim volume fits into the pocket of my top coat.

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Famine

Only one egg hatched this year and the chick is now three weeks old and taking a look at the outside world for the first time.

Hangman’s Holiday

I plucked this slim vol of shorters to read on a train because it fitted into a pocket of my top coat.

A Swale

Almost five years ago R and I had a walking holiday in Swaledale.

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Aggiornamento

Aggiornamento is a lovely word; it means bringing up-to-date. So you get an aggiornamento here most days.

A Walk in the Park

You probably know the Italian Gardens in Kensington Gardens but do you know about this building on the north end of the gardens?

Good News, Bad News

Only one chick hatched this year (again) and is thriving; just twelve days old and growing like Topsy.