What is Christmas when everyone in the house is too tired to want to do anything …? Rather good, if consensus on not doing anything is achieved at an early stage. People drank tea or coffee in their respective beds till after one. I am reading The Lord of the Rings, Dr Biswell appears to […]
It is quarter to twelve on Christmas Eve, and everything is very peaceful. We have just decorated the tree (one of the bay trees out of the greenhouse) with my collection of chenille birds and a few clear glass drops. Dr Biswell and the Professor are sitting either side of the sitting room fire […]
I was on Google this evening because my ex-Gamekeeper turned up with a leg & shoulder of venison, various military reminiscence, and the information that Miss T had been on the telly (the Shetland Pony Grand National being in progress). I tried Google to see if any information about Shetland Pony matters had wound […]
Last week of term. It’s been striking how many people we have encountered who are under the weather: I really do think that the absence of a summer combined with a frankly beastly autumn (alternately very cold and very wet) has made it appreciably harder for everyone to keep their stiff upper lip in place. […]
Friday provided one of those moments which leave you really seeing the point of living in a town. In the earlier part of the week, it snowed and it snowed. There were representations from Miss Kit, who freely shared her view that it was an outrage. We weren’t absolutely delighted ourselves, least of all […]