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Eggs royale Two days into this new year and I am still not fully recovered from some sort of virus thing that has had  me coughing, congested, sleepy and just not my usual healthy self. I haven't been inside a pub in several days. I guess this condition has hung about me for two weeks now. Sleep disturbed and my taste buds malfunctioning. In case you were wondering, it's not COVID. I have taken two lateral flow tests and both proved negative. At least I can rest, stay warm, sleep in a comfortable bed, blow my nose and drink water. But what if I were homeless with this wintry health condition?  There'd be nowhere for that kind of relief and it would be challenging to get better. It would be hard enough to be homeless in summer weather but in winter with a virus that brings you down, it  doesn't bear thinking about. We were up pretty early this morning. Stew, Frances and Phoebe arrived just after nine and we were driven out into Derbyshire, through the Chatsworth es...

 What is your word for the year? Enjoying reading good books and eating delightful treats. How are you? Any prayer requests? from R's rue https://ift.tt/DN3WZBl

  Today’s post was a partially successful effort to lift my spirits  But when I’m like this, I know what I do need  And that’s Sheffield  So next week I’m back off ‘ome  A couple of pints with Mike, theatre ( the acclaimed and almost sold out Sheffield based musical   Standing At The Sky’s Edge ) with Jane and breakfast arch, and camp with Jonney H Bliss from Going Gently https://ift.tt/jbxsy6D

  Camilla as a gosling with her penmate Badger When we were out for our morning walk great, untidy Vs of Canada Geese honked their way across the skies to their morning feeding grounds. So noisy they were, even Roger stopped to watch them fly over, a puzzled look upon his face. Canada Geese always remind me of the orphan “ duckling” I took off an academic from Bangor university for she turned out to be a magnificent , doe eyed specimen, with a haughty look and regal lines. No wonder the village child announced precociously that she should be named after the then Prince of Wales old beau when I asked her jokingly to name her. Occasionally Camilla would take to the skies when the mood took her, but she proved to be a terrible flyer all told and the following is an excerpt from a blog from seven years ago when Camilla crash landed on the local binmen’s lorry Enjoy   “After sorting out the valve system on the radiators I was just getting all testosterone and full o...