Back at the farm – and back in the hammock
I’m lying in my hammock looking up at the sun through the blossoms on the pine tree. And watching the air dance with yellow pollen blown on the wind. It’s a spectacular sight, and I …
I’m a rugby twit … I mean tweeter
I tweet during the rugby. When I’m not at the game that is. Yes, I know, I’m a wanker, or a twit. Take your pick. Doc asks me why I bother watching the game at …
A weekend with The Outdoorsy One
The Outdoorsy One came down to stay for the weekend. She was missing her mum and wanted to hang out. So we did. Saturday was a beautiful day. We got up and sat in the …
Into the Mosh Pit … for a little while
I went to the Jack White concert at the Hordern Pavilion in July. I was reminded about it the other day when a friend wrote on facebook that she just bought tickets for Status Quo …
When the fog lifts, it makes way for spring
Spring is definitely on the way, even if the weather doesn’t always feel like it. The seasons seem to be more marked out in the country, perhaps because you’re surrounded by nature. We woke up …
Running away is not the same as getting away
We were back on the farm last weekend. Usually that’s a good thing. Doc loves going to the farm. It’s where he relaxes and recharges, but this time it was an attempt to run away. …