Autumn in August

Ruddy England. I have, of late, turned the quilt up to “two bars”. Damned tempted on occasion to bung the … More

Whether the withering weather will, and home again home again herons #narrowboat #england #canals

I always and only think of herons as solitary birds. It has been my assumption to date that any and … More

I spotted a CaRT spotter yesterday – first one for ages. This one had disguised himself with a very casual … More

That purpose being, of course, my enjoyment. According to the “government dot com” website I have thirty-six years of National … More

Fork ‘andles? Got any ‘O’s? Got any brown bread? I always worry somewhat when… Actually, no, that sentence is complete … More

Ye gods, will this damnable winter never end? Once again I sit here at my desk aboard the Cardinal and … More

Should the Martians ever truly invade Earth – and I think it quite likely – they will come in the … More

Yesterday… versus Today… There’s a reason why we don’t prepare too well for weather in Blighty. That’s because we have … More

Now is the winter of our discount tent made glorious summer by this sun of York… or some such rubbish. … More

No, not that one, that’s a garden ornament and an owl (and it makes me think of Detective Columbo every … More

It would appear that I made an amazingly good decision in moving the Cardinal and, necessarily thus, myself, to this … More

Are we all scared enough, or do you need another “Red Warning”? Yes, it’s winter. Yes, it’s cold. Yes, it … More