North is upside down, two dogs, and one of the Cardinal’s nuts fell off.

Yesterday was an interesting day. Updown-side compasses notwithstanding, I have populated this blog with photographs of flowers from a place called “Gunby Hall”. Everyone needs some Spring in their lives, and flowers mean Spring just as surely as Beanz Meanz Heinz. My favourite flowers vary from moment to moment, but regular contenders include pansies, lobelia,…

Audlem. Hmm. Locks or the Co-op? Let me think…

I walked back down to Audlem the other day, just to get some of the photos that I couldn’t get while on the Cardinal. It’s a nice, sleepy sort of place (excepting the occasional traffic snarl-up when tractors meet). It has a cashpoint and a Co-op shop. It also has a nice winding hole (turning point)…

SURVIVORS – by Terry Nation, a reviewette of the 1976 BOOK

Survivors – do you remember making absolutely certain that everything was ready for you to be able to watch the next episode of this nineteen-seventies television series? Do you remember wishing that someone had invented the affordable, domestic video recorder earlier than they would do, some years hence? Do you remember the opening titles, with the…

A visit from the fuel boat

So, when you’re low on coal and wood and diesel and gas and things who are you going to call? Well, certainly not the last batch of two-flops-a-second, couldn’t-catch-Casper-if-you-tied-him-into-a-paper-bag-for-them “Ghostbusters”. No, you are going to call Halsall, the fuel boat. The one-way blue-tinted glass in my windows and portholes confuses the hecky-heck out of my cctv…