Land of Morning Calm

My last shift today, no 6 out of 9...I needed that bucket of coffee this morning

 I think, like many people I know, foreign travel will not really feature in my plans this year.

A friend has just invited me to Sitges in September which I’m seriously considering albeit for a long weekend rather than a two week break but apart from that , I think , like thousands of others I will concentrate on meeting up with friends in Blighty ...namely London, and in Yorkshire and in Liverpool and indeed in Wales.

Next year things change as I am planning to go to South Korea ! 

How’s That for a curved ball ? 

My friend and colleague Ben is moving there with his wife and daughter this year and in the spirit of adventure fellow colleague Ruth and I thought we’d throw caution to the wind, and don our explorer hats. to   “ do” the Far East Country which still remains a mystery to many westerners and meet up with him in the process. 

Note to self

Time for some overtime .....we may even visit Busan lol

Ps village news...a couple of days ago it was Auntie Glad’s birthday 

She was 102. 

She will have no recollection of me and the flower show and of tying bags of scones on the door knob of the cottage

She won’t remember the last show when she opened the proceedings with a bravura speech

And she probably not remember often sleeping in the sun outside her front door on sunny Welsh afternoons 

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Ride

 Let the mind

Wander

With the waves

Tasting the saltiness

Enjoying the ride 

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Wood pigeon                                                                                  ©Karel Krizak

Dear Visitors,

What beautiful weather we have been having in northern England over the last ten days. Clear, chilly nights have been succeeded by bright spring days.

Our bedroom is on the west side of the house so I never know for sure what the new day will be like until I pull back the blackout curtains. And there again this morning I could see the shadow of our house with its chimney drawn upon the lawn by a bright sun rising higher in the sky. On days like this the colours of the world  are stunning.

Yesterday I dug over half of our vegetable plot taking trouble to pull out any weeds. There has been little rain of late so the texture  of  the soil was more like a friable loam than chocolate pudding. Because of reduced moisture, raising spadefuls of soil  was not like an Olympic weightlifting event. 

At the other end of the plot there are two rows of purple sprouting broccoli which I left in the ground over the winter. It was a good decision because plants that had given no hint of broccoli heads last summer are now providing a plentiful crop. If you cut the central florets then the side shoots will flourish a couple of weeks later.

Also yesterday I fixed a broken step on the decking and pottered around in the garden - filling little pots ready for the germination of runner beans, sweeping up and trying to improve a small stone recess under the fixed bird table. As I was doing this, a wood pigeon landed on the homemade bird table without noticing me working four feet below. Upon seeing me, it flew up into the air scattering bird seed on my head. They are pretty dumb birds.

At five, with clean trousers and a clean shirt on, I headed over to Frances and Stewart's house for Sunday dinner. Phoebe was there of course with her other grandparents who are still up here from their home in Bristol and Shirley was there of course because I had taken her over after lunch.

Stew had roasted a leg of lamb with all the trimmings followed by Shirley's chocolate pudding and ice cream.  At eight thirty we returned home to watch an ongoing  police drama - now in its sixth series - called "Line of Duty".  With all of its twists and turns and dramatic tension, it is very popular here in England but I must admit that I find it all rather underwhelming. If they said it was being taken off air I wouldn't give a toss.

Ah well, it's still sunny outside. I need a shower. Before too long I will be outside once more - digging for victory.

Kind regards,

Yorkshire Pudding

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