Wastwater, 26th October. The Bringer of Shoes! That was my brother, wandering down to see why, having swum most of…
The leaning tower of Arthur
Gentle reader, do not fear for the safety of Arthur: in a blatant abuse of artistic licence I have left…
Green hair and skull cherries!
Kez, again, in the pub, again. I will admit that this doesn’t look as much like Kez as a couple…
Tiberius Tyrrol
Our new cockerel, Tiberius Tyrrol, and two of his wives. He has a variety of wives but it was getting…
In appreciation of relative peace.
It is Sunday, which means that one can have a lazy snooze and leisurely ablutions on the sofa, in the…
Beneath a Hunter’s Moon, 10th October
I went swimming yesterday – it was Vobster Quay’s ‘Glow Swim’ – this is what it looked like. A sort…
Enter the Four Cats of the Apocalypse
This is our kitchen. Or, to be more correct, this WAS our kitchen until Monday morning; this week it has…
My Pumpkin is bigger than your Pumpkin, 7th October
Fruit-of-the-day… Andrew and Tony, in the pub with The Pumpkin. The Pumpkin is drawn to scale, and this is the…
Of Leerers and Harlots, 5th September
At Mum’s 70th birthday party: Emma said I made her look like a Harlot (which, now I think of it,…
Keziah’s Big Shiny Balls!
Kez had big shiny balls round her neck, and a sort of 60’s style hair thing. The whole effect was…
