Monthly Archives: April 2011

April 27th- Chris has taken off from Sao Paulo by now and is coming home across that huge black ocean through the night. I see the planes pass overhead and still wonder. – the amazing mad trouncing of gravity, turned … Continue reading →

Maundy Thursday I was in York at a meeting learning all about gold mining in Burkina Faso. The weather in the city was scorching hot, 27C on the surface of my car, but as I drove away and drew nearer to … Continue reading →

David and I and the two dogs enjoyed a lovely walk yesterday on Easter Monday from Baslow up through Crocodile wood and back down again. Here’s a short list of the flowers I saw in bloom, – all very common … Continue reading →

Heatwave again all this week with shimmering temperatures at 20C and up. Watering the seedlings has become a daily necessity. The Park and the beach at Filey, according to David,  are both full of Easter holiday people sunbathing and paddling. … Continue reading →

The mini marathon of singing finished yesterday with twenty of us singing for the Devonshires’ double christening up at Chatsworth House.  This involved a Friday night rehearsal in Matlock and a pre-service run through squashed into the little gallery above … Continue reading →

The mice who survived last winter must have developed extra wit and guile, as they have been at it again in the greenhouse. The same night I sowed a guttering full of peas a la the cognoscenti (sorry about mixed … Continue reading →

A decent night’s rain last week and four or five days of really warm Spring sunshine has bucked up the allotment and greenhouse no end. In the greenhouse all the brassica seedlings are doing fine- to the point where I … Continue reading →

London last Wednesday was shimmering with sunshine. Great little mini-heatwave brought the blossom, bodies and birds out into the park. Green Park was in the F70s, with people flinging themselves down on the grass to catch the sun.  I walked … Continue reading →

On the train again- I’m actually turning into one of those people using a lap-top at sixty miles an hour through the Leicestershire countryside.  Oh dear. But the day is set fair for an expedition- through Waterloo Station down to … Continue reading →

The beginning of April and the world is alive with the delicate snow of cherry blossom. There is nothing more evocative of old England than the hedgerows and gardens drifting pink and white with snow. They have crept north now as … Continue reading →