and my lovely 1970s vine leaves flour jar paid the price . . .and for once it wasn't the naughty little St Trinian's kitten Pippi, it was Lulu - she's a bit stouter and obviously had the weight to push this onto the floor - she will have been sitting on the lid, which they are both wont to do. I doubt I will ever find another one like it, but I'll be happy just to find a replacement that I like.
Today I am feeling better - I had a walk up the hill and took some wild flower photos, and have put the plants I bought on Tuesday into the oval bed I can see from the back of the kitchen. They look lovely, especially the pinky Scabious. Still a couple of gaps to be filled, but there will be pleasure in choosing the right plants, to flower later in the year.
Keith is coughing better - until he was on the antibiotics he couldn't cough properly at all. He has walked up and down the kitchen a couple of times today too. It's a week until we see the Dr regarding his blood pressure treatment though.
Today I heard a Cuckoo - I just seem to hear one a year, and just that once. I have only ever seen one once too, that was on the marshes across the River Frome from the Granary eatery in Wareham. I guess it was looking for a Reed Warbler's nest to lay its egg in. How the birds we took for granted in our youth - in my mind's eye I am seeing here fields and fields spangled with Peewits (Lapwings). Now they are rare - Red-listed - due to changes in farming practice.
Finally . . . this has been doing my head in as I try to remember what I learned in my Paleography course (one term only) in 1996 . . .
You get the idea - some words I can read reasonably easily but others! Took me ages just to work out the word Plymouth in the first line!! Anyway, I have managed quite a lengthy list of annuitants and will tackle page 2 tomorrow, when my brain is functioning again. The will is dated 1810 and is from my Adams family line.
