~ Just about sums up August ~
~ Faded grandeur ~ This manor house dominates a large local park. Records show that there has a house on the estate since at least the mid 17th Century. The last occupants were a branch of the Rothschild family and they sold to the Council in 1925, on condition that the estate was used for … Continue reading 242/365
So what? I'm sure lots of you, most of you, can drive. It's really fairly easy, once you know how. I've been able to drive since I was 18 (legal age to drive in the UK is 17) and spent my early 20s driving across European Autobahns, on the other side of the road. However, … Continue reading I Am A Driver
~ A day of learning ~ I spent today at the Society of Genealogists in Central London, attending a seminar called My Ancestor Was Irish. The 3 speakers were witty and informative, and I came away at 5pm knowing more than I had done at 10.30am. I do, however, need to revise my history of … Continue reading 240/365
~ The Friday night tipple ~
These poor guys from the Council spent today driving around our area and removing all the old street lamps, in the rain. I had to smile when one of them told me that they wouldn't be back to fill the hole in until next week!
So much rain, so much life like the swollen skyof this black August. My sister, the sun,broods in her yellow room and won't come out.Everything goest to hell; the mountains fumelike a kettle, rivers overrun; still,she will not rise and turn off the rain.I saw both the lines of the poem and the stunning photo … Continue reading An Ode To Rain
~ British Summer ... ~Hey, ho. Four months to Christmas!