I’m past the exhausted, bed-ridden phase of the lurgi and I’m quite alert but the downside is that I’m awake to feel every miserable symptom. The medications don’t seem to be helping much any more so I’m trying to take my mind off it by sketching Husb and his boots. Sparta likes this little blueContinue reading “Big Paw, Little Boots”
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Return Of The Lurgi
Ooooffff! Just when you think it can’t get any worse, it does with a vengeance. Serves my own right for being complacent and thinking I was well enough to go off playing in the snow instead of nursing the rotten chest infection I had. The next day I was well and truly poleaxed and I’veContinue reading “Return Of The Lurgi”
Egg’n’Chips Old School
That darned lurgi is still hanging on but I was well enough to get down to the studio and the print workshop today …… IN THE SNOW……!!!! YAAYY at last, everywhere else in Britain has had snow and now it’s our turn. Husb fancied chips for lunch so we went to the Windsor Cafe, anContinue reading “Egg’n’Chips Old School”
Manthrax And The Kitteh
I’ve got the dreaded lurgi! I hate being ill and I’m every bit as miserable and whingeing as the stereotypical man with ‘Mathrax’. There’s not a lot I can do about it except wrap up in a blanket, have lots of hot drinks and an array of remedies including decongestants, throat lozenges, cough medicine andContinue reading “Manthrax And The Kitteh”
Pollards
I went for a stomp about in the twilight, still freezing, and came across this row of pollarded trees near the Guildhall with a half moon with a frosted ring hanging in the sky above a bright planet. The practice of pollarding is often criticised because it makes the trees look ugly but it datesContinue reading “Pollards”
Cold Scribbling
Husb and I trekked up Constitution Hill a couple of hours ago so I could go and draw in the twilight in Rosehill Quarry. The Hill is extremely steep and cobbled, cycling races are held on it, and we had a good workout. The Quarry was still covered in snow. I find it useful toContinue reading “Cold Scribbling”
Fluffy Tracer Bullets
So we were supposed to have snow. I didn’t believe a word of it. We hardly ever have snow in these here parts because of our micro-climate and the Gulf Stream. But today, it happened. There was snow. Not a lot. Just enough for Husb and I to get in a brisk walk to theContinue reading “Fluffy Tracer Bullets”
Love And The Labyrinth
It was a bright, sunny, though cold, afternoon and Husb and I strolled up the hill to Rosehill Quarry to walk the labyrinth. It’s based on an ancient Cretan design and is cut into the grass, the incised path filled with crushed cockle shells that are a by-product of the local seafood industry. It’s anContinue reading “Love And The Labyrinth”
Aunty Nin’s Antimacassar
My dear Aunty Nin loved to crochet and she made me some antimacassars. I’ve had them for decades and they’re still going strong. I don’t need to use them on the backs of the chairs as men don’t wear macassar any more so I drape them over the chair seats to protect them from aContinue reading “Aunty Nin’s Antimacassar”
It’s MYYYY Chair!
So I’ve had a tiring and frustrating day slaving over hot computers to earn a crust to pay for catfood and I finally get some down time and head for the living room and the telly and WHO is sleeping on MYYYY chair? Not Goldilocks! The psychokitteh, Sparta Puss. On my nice fleecy blankie. AndContinue reading “It’s MYYYY Chair!”
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