Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Monday, November 16, 2015
Jeaves helped me unwrap my pressies this morning!
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
A sad goodbye to my uncle, Wiktor, today. A man I didn't know well at all - families can be so strange.
Four years younger than my father, his brother, he died only three weeks after the diagnosis of stomach cancer. Now buried at Highgate Cemetery in London.
Poor Dado. Poor Irena, Wiktor's wife. So sad.
Saturday, September 26, 2015
Wednesday, September 23, 2015
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Joyful strings of brightly coloured bunting fluttering in a gentle breeze. Celebrating the sporting spectacle of the rugby world cup, making passers-by smile and nod to each other as a small gesture of togetherness at the tail end of summer.
Saturday, September 19, 2015
Most of the tomatoes have been gathered in today, hopefully to make another batch of passata. Also the remaining blueberries (half of today's pickings aren't shown as they were given to our lovely neighbour as a small thank you for taking Jeaves for a long walk this afternoon!) and a few raspberries and blackberries.
Most of the final chillies were harvested as well as some elderberries for some wine. Need to hunt out more tomorrow to be able to do this.
The weather was glorious today - the final days of summer before the autumnal equinox in two day's time - and George made the most of the sun!
Wednesday, September 16, 2015
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
What a beautiful September day we had in central Exeter today!
And then in the mid afternoon we had a Spitfire fly overhead, commemorating the 75th anniversary of the Battle of Britain. A little high to get a good photo but the sound of the beautiful Merlin engine was unmistakable.
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Monday, June 15, 2015
Two years old!
Thank you for the fun, love and joy you have brought into our lives. We are truly blessed :)
And you are an utter cheeky monkey and we love you very much!
Monday, March 02, 2015
Just a wee update: Jeaves is officially part of the family and has settled in very well indeed. So much so that George is bullying him mercilessly - chasing him around the garden (well, Jeaves does it in return, so fair game) and pinning him to the corner of the sitting room. However, in George's defence, Jeaves does like to shove his nose in places most of us would not dream of...