Feeling the humility
You may wonder where I was yesterday. No? I thought not. I was actually in the garden. Herself was baking in bed and decided it was batter to bake in the sunshine. We tried that the day before but that … Continue reading →
Category Archives: Holidays
Making a run for it
The decision has been took. I am going to have a break. Or, in case Herself starts complaining at being left out, we are going to have a break. Under the circumstances this will involve a little planning. First of … Continue reading →
In the rear view mirror
Herself asked a simple question this morning. She wanted to know when she had had her first stroke. I pointed out to her that I have difficulty remembering something that happened yesterday, let alone something that happened years ago. I … Continue reading →
Home sweet home
Well that’s another little dream dashed to pieces on the rocks. I made enquiries about a visit to West Cork for a holiday but it looks like that is out. Apparently the place is inundated with the Great Unwashed. The … Continue reading →
