Chased up the Shroppie by a Purple Lunatic

The luna… erm, nb Snowgoose… was at anchor on the Venetian Hire Boats & Chandlery services when the Cardinal and … More

If I Could Turn Back Time

Oh hang on though – in England we all just did. The Matrix hiccoughed and suddenly there I was, an … More

The Cardinal and I, however, have not. I took my protein pills and put my helmet on yesterday before engaging … More

Hurleston Roving Bridge this morning (at, surprisingly, Hurleston Junction). It hardly roves at all. This morning’s perambulation was a most … More

Many moons ago – a year, ten years, who can say? – one of the (one-of-one possibilities) local businesses damaged … More

Also warm and sunny and frosty and cold and dull and grey and still and foggy. What I may only … More

aside from all of the sleeping hours, and of those there are many, is the early morning. That part of … More

On Monday Tuesday the Canal Rozzers’ spotter “spotted” me (as in logged the Cardinal’s number and location – a questionable … More

Each year in what passes these days for Autumnnumnum Mr Stove and I generally engage in a battle of wills. … More

The weather here this rather august August has been roasting hot, monsoon rains, blasting winds, very occasionally, very briefly quite … More

Today is autumn. It’s (relatively) warm, but dark and with belting winds and lashing rain. It’s delicious. Yesterday was summer. … More

So in immediate celebration I am cookering a hot meal. A curry to be precise. A “Whatever is in the … More