When I moved here, there was a tree at the bottom of the garden, struggling to survive on the boundary between the garden and a neighbour’s. It was being slowly strangled by a mass of Russian vine (which, although removed years ago, still surfaces every now and again).
It’s now fully recovered though.
It’s nice to see render being removed from an old building. The furniture shop down the road.
Or, in Italian, Profondo Rosso. A 1970s Italian horror film and also the name of a band from the 90s. My mate Karl was their drummer. They split up and reformed a couple of times, but haven’t played in together in years. They almost made it too, with a couple of albums and tours in Japan.
A reunion gig planned for next month prompted me to listen to their stuff in advance, so I had a look on Amazon to see if either album can still be purchased. I was surprised to find several copies of to live and die in the UK, for around eight quid. There was also a used copy for a penny (a whole pound including postage), so I opted for that one. However, I may tell Karl that I paid eight.
Karl’s the one in the middle, although he looks a little older nowadays. Well, it was almost two decades ago.
A most productive morning.
These grew in our garden.
There would have been a lot more if I’d included the ones that creatures have begun to eat.
The kitchen is shaping up pretty well.
I should probably do something with the fireplace though.
I feel the need to say that I seriously believe that the UK should become a republic. Although I do appreciate that a single, joined-up republic couldn’t happen.
Not here. Which is a shame.
I had a relaxing bath this evening. With the radio playing and a candle lit. It was all rather nice.
Well, the light switch is broken.
The old kitchen table, originally salvaged from my daughter’s garden a decade or so ago, has reached the end of its natural, second, life.
To be replaced by a more practical, smaller new table.
Since public transport isn’t great at this time of day (6:30 train), and as it’s quite mild outside, I walked into town this morning.
Walking over the high level bridge, I could see my second in command’s new workplace. It doesn’t really work in a picture though.
