Well it has been really cold this week, and although I actually quite like it, it is obviously harder to work on the roof of the hut for any length of time.  Wish I could help, but I’m not awfully good on ladders.  So the strange jigsaw pieces of wadding stuff have been glued on...such … Continue reading Management Notice: Subject – shepherds hut, report by Giz

Last week was rather absurdly trying.  I am so glad I qualified A1* in my human psycophysiotherapeutical classes as I have been sorely tested.  On Tuesday, trusty Blue, my favourite car came home with a crumpled buttock inflicted by a red van on a slippery road.  It did not seem to hurt and she seems … Continue reading This week in brief…………by Gizmo

at home alone after an exhausting day.....................

It can be rather a puzzle so I thought this might be helpful:   Gets wet and cold outside rather than wet and warm, therefore heating comes on and front door closes.  Tedious, but I can cope with it.....OC can’t though.  Thinking of designing a chicken flap.  The air smells different too - sort of … Continue reading Ways I use to recognise Autumn – explained by Gizmo

At one of her writing classes in Crickhowell, Bec said to her students: "From what you have written today, choose two sentences that you are particularly pleased with and read them to me." She added a few of her own that evening, and as one of her students told me, that night we all became … Continue reading Autumn

It has happened again.  It is all a bit mysterious.  Once again my plate at supper was not exactly overflowing with goodies, though the bolognaise sauce was really rather delicious, especially with those little green beans that look for all the world like maggots.  Very nice.  But not, as I say, exactly overflowing.  I have … Continue reading I’m back…..The philosophical thoughts of Gizmo

Suddenly, with the falling back of the hour, winter seems to have arrived, the bracken has turned almost overnight to a lovely reddish brown, and the trees have begun to ready themselves for sleep.  The colours are magnificent.  I walked down the farm yesterday to see how nature is faring, and it was warm under … Continue reading End of British summertime

  Sittîng this morning in the Merrymoor Inn on the seafront, delicious Cornish coffee finished, ‘i’ paper scoured, I look out at the beach. The tide is dropping, but not far enough yet for us to go and forage for mussels to take home for supper tonight. There is a general hubbub of chat, friends … Continue reading Morganporth 2018

  Spiders.  I walked into the Sitouterie, the sun was rising and it was glinting on the spiders webs on the outside of the windows turning them silver, layer on layer of exquisite examples of nature’s lacework tracery.  What a beautiful sight!  It quite took my breath away.........and later when we walk early across the … Continue reading Arachnophobe to arachno-nearly-phile…..