Learning to play Bridge properly is one of my retirement projects. It hasn’t started off too promisingly, as I missed so many classes last year I have had to enrol again with this year’s beginners. Continue reading Oh Hell! Mastering Cards…
Our little Parwich book club met on Wednesday night to discuss A Room of One’s Own, by Virginia Woolf. Three of us had absolutely loved it, two were not quite so sure, but what a stimulating, lively and entertaining discussion we had… Continue reading A Room of One’s Own by Virginia Woolf
Although perhaps even fewer are quite so happy after losing the rugby to Wales last night…
But, yes, John and I are happy enough to have just been to see Henry V at Stratford, having already seen Richard II, and Henry IV Parts 1 and 2 – thanks to our good friend Trevor who valiantly oversees the dramatic programme of a few fellow keen theatregoers.
Can you imagine positively enjoying a stop at a motorway service station?
Even less likely, can you imagine one receiving rave reviews on Tripadvisor?
Apart from stopping at Tebay on the M6 going up to Scotland we normally would do all we could to avoid their expensive and unappealing food, questionable coffee and shabby loos… Continue reading An Unlikely Top Tip!
Have you come across a Cobb? We are newcomers to the Cobb scene, having first met one of these portable mini kettle barbecues while we were staying with our friends Peter and Etain in South Africa. Continue reading Cobbling a Chicken Together
It’s been a bit silent, blog-wise (which I trust does not come as a relief…).
John has been working really hard sifting through and editing all his bird pics, then making CDs for me to download for the blog. It then takes me some time (time rather than skill) loading them onto the blog and titling them all, especially when we don’t always know what the birds are called.
I am also hoping in the next day or so to write a bit more about our time at Shiwa Ng’andu, staying at ‘Africa House’. John also has some photos which I shall add to our John’s Photos gallery.
I have also started transposing – if that is the word – my Great Grandmother Grace’s diary of 1870
Momentarily lowering our sights somewhat from big game to a pair of otters, we recently spent a lovely afternoon at the London Wetlands.
As I am sure many of you will know, the London Wetlands in Barnes – almost the centre of London – was created about 15 years ago from disused reservoirs and what was effectively urban wasteland. The first urban project of its kind in the United Kingdom, by 2012 it was voted the favourite nature reserve in the country by BBC Countryfile Magazine.