My days of being able to be knocked down by a feather are past, but you could have knocked me down with a full-grown marrow, or possibly a crusty baguette, when I discovered that my birthday was the featured one in The Times’ birthday column on Thursday, at the bottom of the  letters page, with a wee photo [...]

Isn’t it funny how our tastes can change over time? I used not to like the ‘old English roses’ as much as the simpler kind. I found the structure of ‘old roses’, with their mass of tiny petals, too fussy and complicated. I preferred the classic rose of the kind that serenaders clasp in their [...]

… Couldn’t resist the pun! After watching the swan on her nest on a little island in the middle of the lake in the local park for weeks, we were delighted to see her on the water with these handsome cygnets at the weekend.

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A while ago, Bob was given a special bottle of wine by way of thanks for something. We kept waiting for the perfect opportunity to drink it, but as nothing perfect ever presented itself, he finally decided that we should stop being so fussy and just drink it to celebrate a warm spring evening and the flowering [...]

Children collecting tadpoles in our local park this week. The things frogs have to put up with!
I looked up ‘tadpole’ in the dictionary. ‘Tade’ is the Old English word for toad. ‘Poll’ means head. Toadhead: a rather graceless image, I find. Somehow the tadpoles’ tails have always seemed more characteristic!

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