As I’ve just written on the Bereavement Blog, I’ve been to Wakehurst Place to revisit a significant spot.
It’s a beautiful garden – with both formal gardens plus loads of woodland paths to walk on – and I do recommend it as a place to visit. Especially the shop by the entrance which was SO full of beautiful things I wanted!
This is what I bought – hardly the most useful items in the world, but I couldn’t resist – two cuddly mushrooms!!
I recently published this little book about food problems.
I would like to get a few reviews to put on this site. Could you help?
Please let me know and I’ll send you a free review copy.
Details here: Foodfight
Came across this stunning display of wildflowers in a London park, a whole swathe of them left to bloom in an otherwise boring little inner-City playing field.
I was amazed by the variety of colours, and the fact there were bees and butterflies visiting. What a nice idea, to show children who perhaps might not get out into the countryside a bit of nature. And how nice that no-one seems to have trampled it or vandalised it. Please don’t!
They lifted my spirits on a bad day.
1st July – half the year gone, lovely summer weather. Reminding myself to make the most of it. More walking, more sunshine, more flowers.
Enjoy the summer, folks.
I’ve been packing up every last object in my possession in advance of moving house.
These three small random objects, bought relatively recently, are the last things standing in my room.
- A little metal dog, from Snooper’s Paradise in Brighton.
- A little green dragon, from Camden markets.
- A little white llama, from Ashdown Forest Llama Park.
They seem such an odd set of companions, and seem to demand that I use them as inspiration to write a children’s book, using them as characters.
If I didn’t have better things to do, I would write a short story.
‘Once upon a time, there was a dog, a dragon and a llama…’
(Anyone inspired? If so send me your stories and I’ll publish on here.)
My current favourite place. I’ve been in the past but recently have learned my way there better, and have ended up there on two hot days. Wonderful cafe with outdoor terrace with nice views. Definitely see the deer, both whilst driving round and on foot – very tame. (I guess they’ve got no choice but to get used to us – everywhere you see a clump of deer, they’re surrounded by twice as many people.)
On the downside, the car park at Pembroke Lodge is horrendous – jam packed with people waiting for spaces, endless queuing to get out. (Needs to be twice as big.) I guess the answer is not to go on hot weekend days. Both times I eventually got a space, though, so could enjoy the facilities (cafe, toilets, shop, ice cream counter, view, gardens, deer etc).
One of my favourite photos from the past, ‘pink flowers on a stormy day’, somewhere up in the Pennine Way area. One of those moments when you accidentally catch interesting light quality.
This is a work of art I did some time ago based on the ‘Rush Hour Crush’ entries in the London Metro, in which men so often refer to women they have seen and want to contact as ‘beautiful’, ‘stunning’ or ‘gorgeous’.
What hope the plain or ugly?
I have resumed collecting cuttings recently and could fill a few more sheets like this with similar comments.