All of our birdies have disappeared today as well. Not even a seagull around.
A bale of some kind of vegetable matter was washed up on the shore at Grasspoint on Mull some years ago. The guy who found it [ Captain L. not a local yokel] had no idea what it was so just stuck it on his compost heap.This ended up on his veg patch and it was only then that the actual content was found out by a visitor when an unfamiliar crop appeared. The jungle drums were faster than the phone in those days and Plod appeared fairly promptly. The whole lot got burned asap.Out in the back garden this morning clearing last years dead grown from my perennial sun flowers, amongst the usual weeds that the clearance revealed was a familiar one that I've not had in the garden before, I better make sure I remove it or I might get in trouble for cultivating it.
I find it generally pretty good, certainly fine for selecting which exit to take from roundabouts, that kind of thing.GPS accuracy , the best explanation I’ve read is it is like taking an excitable puppy on a five metre lead for a walk.
Ha ha - that is EXACTLY the kind of thing that I dreamt about the other night! Rather them, than me - their legs must have really ached by the time they finished...Thanks Mo , a treat for @ColinJ when he joins us .
Don't want to be a dampener.Just been out really out.Wetherby a lovely walk beside the river in parts.Down little lanes and past some very very expensive houses.A latte in a very busy Wetherby where we bumped into two old friends who had escaped from Alwoodley for some time out.Sadly saw the back end of an accident,bicycle and a small car.About seven police cars,one ambulance and just on the roundabout in a field the air ambulance helicopter.So on the way back Mrs P dropped a bombshell.It's all come about with this hospital visit care problems with her parents.
Would i consider in a few years downsizing,yes i would came my quick reply,we both are in agreement,the house will get too big,the garden is ok but we have the land.Now Meanwood is a nice place,so i would not consider downsizing to a lesser part of Leeds.Have you thought about the coast,yes came back another quick reply.Northumberland,oh yes i said or the East coast,so we are both on the same page and within the next five years.Exciting times are coming.
Beautiful, but I would worry about the weather on the NE coast.Northumberland,oh yes i said or the East coast,so we are both on the same page and within the next five years.Exciting times are coming.
I have a similar attitude to going to Benderloch which is near Oban. I do know the area well but I think financially it is probably not possible as nobody is going to give me a mortgage at my age while I sell my existing house. I any case I do not really want to move permanently from my present location but would like to escape the tourist plague for a while when it all gets too much.Beautiful, but I would worry about the weather on the NE coast.
I'd rather head SW so I'm feeling slightly tempted to head for Devon one day if my financial situation ever improves. Mind you, property prices and rents down there are getting on for double what they are here so that might not be possible.
Perhaps I'll stay here and time my visits to Devon to coincide with bad weather 'oop north'. You can see from @Dirk's photos over the winter that the weather is typically much better there than Yorkshire. I will be able to go down any time that my sister's spare room is not occupied by other guests.
Butter is only required if they are very stale . But tbh all these questions are irrelevant. The only important question is which way maximises the amount of jam and cream you can pile on it 😂😀I am sure Dirk has already corrected you but butter is not required......it is a definite no no.
I remember baling twine with nostalgia. I don't suppose it is easy to get nowadays as bales not wrapped in polythene are not common. It was used for all sorts of things like holding up your trousers or as a belt round an old coat used for working out on wet days and more commonly nicky tams.OW...As Dave Van Ronk once sang, God bless the child that has his own. No living with my kids for me unless it was in detached quarters.
Another crystal clear, chilly morning with a ride, I hope. Yesterday's trial rides were peachy keen and I lust after another one. no shortage of fun stuff after that either....a grocery trip, a quick visit to the hardware store and cutting some baling twine to fasten together my recycled fence slats into walkways in the garden as the slats are all drilled now. I will soak the dog's left front paw in Epsom salts. And a little yoga and a pushup or two. How sweet it is.
The style here is to refer to pet owners as the Mom and Dad of their pets. I'm not in love with that.
Now, the important decision.... which of my fleet shall I ride?
Be well and safe.