Sunday

March 8th, 2015

Sunday afternoon and it’s raining heavily here in Lincoln. This is in contrast to yesterday which was tshirt weather. Spring is very definitely here. I replenished the bird feeder and now it is getting frequent visits from robins and blue tits.

I find the rain very relaxing. It’s been a busy day so far. 2pm and I’ve just sat down. After breakfast we watched Trawlermen on Dave (ok I did sit down earlier too) but since then I’ve been hard at it in the kitchen. Firstly I made an industrial sized batch of tomato sauce in the stockpot. I am assured there is room in the freezer for it. The ingredients included 8 onions, 4 carrots, 12 ans of tomatoes, 8 garlic cloves and a bottle of pinot grigio. I did wonder whether it would all fit in the pan but fortunately it did.

Whilst that was bubbling away I then made a pork steak casserole. More of a sauce really but it should be fine. As I write I realise I forgot to stick apples in. The cider will make up for it. I also washed up from last night, breakfast (full monty) lunch and all the food prep. Some of you out there will regard that last sentence with contempt. “It’s what us mothers have to do all the time”. Ok. Fine. 🙂

Joe and I will shortly be going for a drive. His driving test is coming up soon so the more miles he gets in the better. I can hear the lads elsewhere in the house. All is well.

Anne is due back from Harrogate at around 5pm. Although she has only been away for one night it will be nice to see her again. She’s my girl 🙂
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Today’s weather forecast

March 7th, 2015

Today’s weather forecast is cloudy but with temperatures soaring to a near spring-like high of 11 degrees. The wind will make it feel colder than this. At least it looks that way when I look out of the conservatory into the garden. There are people out in the allotments over the back fence. That’s a good sign.

A single daffodil flower is threatening to emerge. The miniature ones out the front are already out. I notice the hedge still needs cutting. That’ll be because I haven’t cut it yet. Hmm. The bird feeder needs replenishing.

I may yet light the fire.
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Images of Fenella

March 2nd, 2015

Sea views

February 28th, 2015








Sad discovery

February 28th, 2015

I was out for a walk in Peel and decided to spend some time browsing in the second hand bookshop there. Imagine my great sadness when I found that the bookshop had closed.

I felt numbed. The world had dumbed down even more. There was a notice in the window. I moved closer to read it, expecting a note thanking people for their custom over the years and bidding everyone goodbye.

That wasn’t the tone of the note. It told me the shop had moved round the corner to 10 Michael Street. Yay. I’ll be there later today:)

East facing bedroom window in Peel, Isle of Man

February 28th, 2015

tyre on beach

February 28th, 2015

The gents toilet at the West End Tap

February 22nd, 2015

The nature of this subject being as it is the toilet is only photographed in a mirror. The toilet itself must presumably exist but the inclusion of a mirror into the shot creates a question mark in our minds. We only get to see the cistern and the toilet seat.

Not seen in this photograph is the fact that the light only comes on in this toilet when someone enters which adding to the illusional nature of the composition.

Hams

February 18th, 2015

Pretty cool. A small piece of Spain in deepest London.

Stage Door

February 18th, 2015

Alright love, in you come. Better get a move on. Not much time to get that make up on and start warming up. I’ve hung up the new costume in your dressing room. It’s the same as the old one. Thought it was time we got you a new one. Got fed up with patching the old one up. It was more patches than original material and you’re not playing a tramp.

Oh and Roger left you a message…

Rubbish

February 17th, 2015

jug filled sits on table

February 15th, 2015

soup stirs on stove top
dishwasher whirrs
sounds of tidying up in kitchen
running water
plastic pot moves slightly on drainer
out of window branches blow
hot tea warms hand
jug filled sits on table

Bookcase at the Bookstop Cafe

February 15th, 2015

Featuring the Abandoned Sandy Shoe and Other Chinks in the Curtains of Life

Sunday afternoon at the Strugglers

February 15th, 2015

We were taking a walk, Joe and I. Sunday afternoon. The Joseph Banks Conservatory had just closed so we carried on past the castle. Steve was unloading his guitar and audio kit from the car in the car park next to the Strugglers. Ascertaining that he would be starting in around 30 minutes we went in.

The fire was going and the pub oozed the perfect vision of what a British pub should be. Warm, comfortable, inviting. The banter at the bar was entertaining. Unexpected beers on a Sunday afternoon were the perfect way to ease into the evening.

In the early hours and minutes…

February 15th, 2015

It’s definitely light but the world is still waking up. I go downstairs into the kitchen and boil the kettle guided by the weakly permeating rays of the sun. A robin pecks away at the bird feeder outside and two blackbirds hop around the lawn turning over leaves.

The noise of the kettle does not sit well with the calm light portrayed in the picture. Tea made I retreat upstairs leaving the kitchen quiet again.