The Friday Post

Some cats know exactly where the absolutely BEST place to sleep is! Banshee . . .


That title sounds important, doesn't it? I've had a busy week, and that was the best I could come up with. So far this week, I have done painting (front hall, kitchen and bathroom), changed the winter-weight curtains curtains in the kitchen for the summer-weight ones, washed all the china in the bathroom and put it back up against a freshly-painted wall, deep-cleaned the bathroom, made bread, had a couple of walks, planned what to do next in the garden, been shopping, volunteered, finished sewing a thank you gift for a friend (photos once she's received it), peeled, chopped and cooked 4 lbs of root ginger which is now hopefully preserved, and mourned poor old Gypsy. Thank you all for your kind comments, by the way.

Today my darling OH decided finally he couldn't put off servicing our old Hergom stove any longer (e.g. it had STOPPED!) I am glad to say it just needed a thorough de-coke and a little bit of air pinched out of the line where the oil level had dropped so low. Though even he didn't expect to find a mummified sparrow when he cleaned it out. Thankfully we have managed (just) to gather together the money for a small oil delivery, so the house is having a day of warmth and then back to being frugal with the oil again.

The walk I gave up on. I had intended to walk along the bridleway and meet up with my OH as he came back from collecting the papers, but after climbing this steep hill, my legs decided that walking was perhaps an over-rated exercise . . .

So I turned around and walked back down to meet him. Past the beautiful Chestnut Tree . . .

And down by the river, where it glissades over the pebbles.


Not a good day for colour, as the mist was late to rise from the fields.

But Wales DOES do green . . .

A big pan of ginger for preserving.


A nice fresh bathroom and CLEAN china . . . probably a lot of disgruntled spiders too.

Have a good weekend all.