Sunday, 29 March 2020

That was then




I left you just before Christmas Day.
It was eventful.
The little one turned out to have Norovirus
and so in turn did we all.


The oven blew up with Christmas dinner
not quite fully cooked,
but as luck would have it,
none of us had much of an appetite.


It took a while to get a satisfactory new stove installed.
This was the third one.
It met all the buildings regs requirements which the others hadn't.
Meanwhile,(not pictured) a Belfast sink fell off the wall,
and that took a few weeks to replace.


And while they were pulling out the old stove,
the lino got ripped up.


So here is the new lino modelled by grand daughter and Tall Cat.


And here it is modelled by grandson,
because early in the New Year they came to live with us


because their new house wasn't ready for them.


And for five weeks we had a jolly full family house.


And then they moved out
and it was very quiet.




Spring made an early appearance
and I started taking the usual pictures of flowers


and rainbows, as I have for the last eleven years.


Birds started nesting.


Moss flowered.


But in the distance, clouds gathered.
A cruise ship. Somewhere near Japan. An illness.


With only a vague sense of unease,
I went with a friend to the ballet.
She was keen, despite having a serious health difficulty of her own.
It was a big thing to achieve and it was a wonderful afternoon.
I saw a tourist with a mask at the end of our row.


Covent Garden was quiet.


 I made some more marmalade.



I covered some chairs.


I was happy to see mimosa flowering everywhere.
And now ..
well I wanted to upload some pictures of the tulips that are flowering 
just as I hoped they would when I planned them last autumn.
I might have shown you the view of the blue sky
un scribed by con trails,
next door's magnolia,
but my computer refuses to upload from my camera.
It has gone into lockdown.
And so I will leave it here for now.
Suspended as we all are,
until released and fully operational again.











Tuesday, 24 December 2019

Shining lights




Some bright lights left in the camera since I was last here. 




Tall Cat on a rare visit.
We never know when he will appear.
And we never know if it will be for the last time.






An uncle, brother, son and nephew
home from Japan for Christmas.




And the hall decked and ready
for the rest of the family tomorrow.*
Wherever and whoever you are
I hope you have a happy and peaceful day.

*Edited to add that there was an unexpected visit to
A&E for the littlest one tonight
and we are very grateful to have him back home just after midnight
and just before Father Christmas arrived.



Saturday, 2 November 2019

To the Lighthouse and other places



A quick injection of colour to kick start 
a long overdue entry
on this blackest of November days 
with the clocks well and truly back.
At the end of October,
we climbed the Old Lighthouse at Dungeness
and saw the beautiful mirrored light at the top.



I'm very keen on this fool's Fair Isle wool 
and have embarked on a third hooded jumper for a grandchild,
in a size large enough to show off the colour variations 
to better advantage.






By way of complete contrast I came upon
this very old cemetery while out on a mundane errand
and was swallowed up by a wholly unexpected wilderness
only yards from a busy and nondescript street in south London.


(not our dog)



A graveyard of a different kind,


for Citroen 2 CVs inexplicably abandoned


and left to decay



on the banks of the River Rother.


Pictures from a trip to Spitalfields' Fournier Street,


could so easily have been scenes of decay


but houses worth £4000 in the 60s fetch millions now.






 That is the spiral staircase inside the aforementioned lighthouse.
Quite a climb but the view was worth it.


(only part way up)



The Royal Academy is exhibiting Antony Gormley's work.
The final piece Host was this room flooded with sea water.
As with all the pieces, my greatest interest was in fathoming
how they got everything installed.


It has been windy today


but not as windy as Tokyo.
Our son arrived in time for one typhoon
and was an old hand four weeks later
for Typhoon Hagibis.


The sun shone brightly the next morning
and we slept a little more easily that night.