Uncle Wiktor

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.

Summer still lingers

What a beautiful day here in east Devon.

Gently washed out summer blue skies with a tiny crumbling of cotton wool clouds.

The village with the church at the heart just visible down the hill.

Autumn has arrived!

This morning's beautiful dawn:

Happy bunting

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.

Fruitful and happy (birth)day

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!

And a huge Happy Birthday to himself - we had a chilled afternoon in our local with friends from way back who dropped in unexpectedly. So lovely to catch up and chat :)

 

Natural beauty

You can't improve on nature can you?

Another beautiful day on Planet Earth

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.

Back at Labrador Bay

I returned for a quick pitstop between office visits recently. I think the ubiquitous ice cream shot is a good way to admire the sea view!

Happy 2nd Birthday Jeaves!

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!

The lovely Mr Foxie, a pressie from our lovely neighbours, Henry and Marley, and their humans Helen and Andrew, made it for 10 minutes before ending up in the hospital queue!

My animals and other family...

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...

Maybe, perhaps, fingers crossed

We are hoping Jeaves will be joining our little family. If George agrees. Fingers crossed.

Language

"Language isn't about perfection. It's about passion, expression and culture." Stephen Fry

How wonderfully apt to read this quote having just finished my first year with the Open University (modern languages degree: French, Italian and English) with modules taken in French and Italian.

Starting in October is the next module in French which I have chosen not to dilute with Italian this time, just to try and make it more achievable!

Bonne chance à tous les étudiants!

Gorgeous George

Isn't he just scrumptious?!

What we do in times of stress

Labrador Bay

I think this has to be my favourite place name in Devon: Labrador Bay!

And its beautiful too :)

Words to live by

We have elderflowers!

Elderflower and lemon cordial has been created!

Having another go this weekend, with less lemon and more elderflowers.

Mmmmm :)

Don't mind if I do!

Cheeky little ice cream enjoyed yesterday in the shadow of Haytor on Dartmoor. Yummy!

First walk

First walk in my new regime post op.

Loving the autumn light through the trees!

Although I did overdo it a little. The prescribed 15 stroll was half an hour in with body beginning to hurt. Whoops. So pleased a darling friend drove by and insisted on bundling me into her car and taking me home.

Phew. Not so far tomorrow eh?

True words

Carved into a flagstone of the pavement leading to Exeter Cathedral, such an apt sentiment for my lunchtime meanderings!