The Queen’s coffin began it’s journey to Edinburgh today, and massive earthquakes have hit Papua New Guinea and parts of Indonesia. It’s also the anniversary of 9/11. It certainly seems like a day to reflect. Me and Helen were walking our dogs when the Queen died. Helen checked her phone when we got home andContinue reading “The Parakeets of Kensington Gardens”
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Heatwave
My hands are beaten, scratched, and sore. That’s what I get for tackling the overgrown tree in the back garden. The bugger was big, and it still is. It has been pruned, but it put up a hell of a fight. The plums on the other tree are rich red and overripe. This years fruit-pickingContinue reading “Heatwave”