Category: 2017
June asparagus
Graham Paul and Jo working these days on waney edge. Two sides done. Delicious lunch of asparagus in olive oil. Even Jo, not a one for greens, tucked in. Graham, back from an MRI scan to monitor the growth in his inner ear, did not dally with his health but was enthusiastic about the opening… Continue reading June asparagus
May Bees
A bee hive arrived unexpectedly from Metfield. A bee keeper, originally from the West Country, but came east to miss the frequent rain, needed to move his bees from his back garden as they were stinging a neighbours dog too frequently. Almost immediately they stung Bobji - painfully on her little genitals. MJ squeezed the… Continue reading May Bees
May Frugal
On this spring fresh cold day, a hint of warmth. Paul recommenced work on the wood cabin under Graham's instructions and waving fees until next month. I am a thousand over drawn and unable to find a way of catching up. Almost 60 experiencing my first austerity, living frugally. The wisdom of Paul falls on… Continue reading May Frugal
April Fools
60 years ago today the Panorama programme showed spaghetti growing on trees, may be hoodwinking my mother who loved to retell this event, convincingly narrated by a young Attenburgh. She would have been pregnant with me. 60 years later my own dog child plays with gifts from the woodland floor. As Joelle said to me… Continue reading April Fools
March Vernal EquinoxParty
March – Boji and Kali and Barry
I know Kali hopes that the new dog will be as quickly returned to send as she arrived. He's pretending she does not exist, walks around her, looks up at me with sad eyes, brings me ball, stick anything. She, having found her feet, knows he is her kind and she somehow must woe him.… Continue reading March – Boji and Kali and Barry
March More Wood
Running out of wood, some dead in Holton Hall Park came to rescue. All will be waney edging.
Feb The Fineal at Bob’s Films at the Cut
The Bob event at the Cut, was a success. A whole day of his films. One brother came, and left early saying nothing except news of his cold. Why? I struggle with their silence. But it was not their day. And the wood and it's cabin came too in the form of the Fineal (see… Continue reading Feb The Fineal at Bob’s Films at the Cut
February Bobji and Roof arrive
Conceived last January. I was too busy to take the call coming in - I saw it was from Bob - i'll take it later I said to myself, for we were busy in the wood, with Paul coppicing the northern boundary. 'Bob here, I know you're far too busy to talk, but I wanted… Continue reading February Bobji and Roof arrive