The scavenger was out in force. Wandering up the dirt track with Pippa on Sunday morning he espied a yellow jacket. Either chucked out of the car window by a reckless drunken Spaniard, or dropped? It was quickly picked up, brought home and chucked in the washing machine. It washed up very well, it has […]Read Post ›
Roughseas, roughseas quite most contrary, How does your garden grow? Radishes and lettuces, And cabbages all of a row. The beans were finally past it to the extent that José had helpfully cut them down for me and left the stems in a heap. The remaining beans had a nasty case of black fly. Not […]Read Post ›
Good one Liz. You know who Liz is, that woman who lives in London in a chic townhouse facing The Mall. (Buckingham Palace) If you think I am being flippant with the term townhouse, try the wiki link. More info on the actual monarchy website about the history. However, browsing through the Gib govt website […]Read Post ›
What a day. They always start off so innocuously don’t they? Partner went off to buy a bolt to secure one of the front doors to our block and a new number plate as part of our redecoration of the entrance area. I decided to do some exciting tasks like cleaning the bathroom and mopping […]Read Post ›
‘You will NOT be working tomorrow on Workers’ Day,’ said our freeholder last night at our quarterly meeting of the block management committee. [It’s a minor point that I chair the meetings and run the account and send out all the paperwork]. ‘No, sir,’ said Partner doffing his cap and touching his forehead. Well, he […]Read Post ›
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