R.I.P. Maureen Maureen was a lovely lady who was a brding friend. She and three others from Hutton Cranswck joined Michael’s first birding session in January 2004. We used to call them ‘the ladies from Hutton Cranswick’. Maureen was diagnosed with a rare incurable disease Amyloidosis about 11 years ago, and it lay dormant for years, but caught up… Read More
Swallows darting, horses farting Just another hour and a quarter spring walk along the canal and home by the fields. I really love living here in a semi-rural environment. On the way home I realised that only one car had passed me, so to make sure this stayed the case I took a path I don’t usually use. I forgot… Read More
Richard the Third and Crême Brulée Good day yesterday. Met my three OU friends at York Museum and after an argument with the coffee machine we went to see the Richard the Third exhibition. It was a bit small – only two or three little rooms – but very interesting.The Olivier film was set up in a corner, and we turned… Read More
How to Speak and Write English Correctly – by Joseph Devlin What a little gem! Oops! You’re not …One isn’t …I’m not … Es ist verboten to use too many exclamation marks! And I’ve just broken Jo’s first commandment. TEN COMMANDMENTS OF ENGLISH STYLE 1. Do not use foreign words. Talking about style, Jo has this to say about Macaulay, Addison and Goldsmith These writers have stood the… Read More
Home again, home again, jiggedy jig We spent a lovely few days in Scotland. Weather really warm. We only actually child-minded on the Thursday and the boys were in bed most of the morning. Who were we to disturb them? Ali and I sat out in the sun a lot, and on Saturday we went to the first birthday party of… Read More
Scotland, here we come Off to Scotland today to see our lovely daughter and family. First, there’s birding, luckily in a nearby location. So I do hope to upload some family and birding pictures in the next few days. Bye. Off to get ready. I AM NOT GOING TO BE LATE FOR BIRDING EVER AGAIN.… Read More
Stamp Out Suicide The story of Haz. A couple of weeks ago I texted Catherine Murphy about something to do with the Children’s Liturgy on the Sunday. She texted back, asking if we were free on Saturday 11th as she had a massive favour to ask me. Foolishly I said yes, 😉 and I heard nothing for… Read More
Post, the Second This morning I dropped Haz off at the Duke of Cumberland, North Ferriby.Who’s Haz, you ask.That’ll be my third post.I had intended carrying on into Hull to return my library books, but I had no other reason for going in, and I don’t like shopping at the best of times. So instead, I headed for… Read More
The blog is dead. Long live the blog. I started this blog on 1st December 2007. On changing providers I downloaded the years I had recorded and started afresh in 2013.I must admit I let the posts slide a lot, especially in the last year, but on deciding to take it up again I somehow lost it all. I was so upset, and… Read More