I've missed a couple of weeks of whirls for one reason or another. You know what I'm like
So, having given myself the permission to freak out most of Sunday evening, I got my act together by 9am Monday and took my seven entries to the village hall. What a palaver! The whole adventure began with an email out to
Sunday rest? Oh…you know the drill :)The turbo mini and the Caterham 7 at the Blenheim Palace classic car show.
This is something I look forward to ever year. Usually I take my beautiful rebuilt Austin 7 mini to this show but this summer my mini is off its MOT and so the turbo mini got a chance to go
Just down from Burford, on the beautiful Windrush river, on the edge of Wychwood forest is this incredible 15th C relic. I love it here. It was a great, grand hall and the main residence of the Lovell family, (isn’t that a
Hedgerow Jam for the village flower and veg show, (only one pot…the rest for me).
Do you know about English hedgerows? Well, let me tell you. They are wild, living fences. A border line between properties, a windbreak between fields, a haven for small creatures, a closely planted, semi-impenetrable mix of shrubs and trees entangled
The bride in the city…City Explo[it/r]ation, a WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge
Terence S. Jones issued "Urban" as the Wordpress challenge. Raw, unphotoshopped images of city/town life. I love his idea of City Explo[it/r]ation. Here is a snap, a click, a shutter release; an unfiltered moment when a little girl showed her balloon flower to
You gotta love Burford, the ideal Cotswold town. Burh = fortified town and Ford = river crossing. Could there be any other town where Uther Pendragon, King Arthur’s father, gave a golden dragon as a standard? Bet it was a
Miss you monkeys. Thanks for the photos. xxxxoooo + x
Seven am Sunday morning jumped out of bed, fed the cat and hooned off in the turbo mini 40 miles X country to Winchcombe, Gloucestershire (Pronounced Glosstr-shure, not Glau-chester-shire, (so I’m corrected)), for a fun day racing. Met Jason in
I found it for you. This lovely, lovely little chapel. Driving the direct road you sometimes have to take a turn. You just have to, don’t you? When a friend told me about a little chapel standing on its own