Tree Failure, Stourhead and a Chronic Cognitive Decline
Well the wind blew hard the other Sunday and the mother of all horse chestnuts cashed in its chips. Thirty years ago it had the perfect shape for a mature tree but several limbs had dropped since then...
View ArticleOmicron, Jeyff Chaucer and Subterranean Passages
Apologies once again for tardiness regarding chucking up guff but it’s been a funny five weeks, undertaken in a fug and a haze. Which was a little bit of a surprise as I have been able to experience...
View ArticleMoss, Mandy and Toast
Happy New Year everybody! We drove off the old one on the Suffolk coast at the mouth of the river Deben at the midpoint of four days traipsing on beach and marsh. Hurricane Moss did most of Suffolk in...
View ArticleThe Uxbridge Berlusconi and a Messy Incident on Fulham High St.
Happy New Year everyone, Did we do that one yet? Well January seems to have flown by, most of it with chainsaw in hand. Ash mostly with the odd field maple but for much of this week whacking into...
View ArticlePineapples, Teamwork and il Vicepresidente
Bouna sera everyone, Forgive me if I continue in English as my Italiano is very poor. I seem to have written that last line many times recently when communicating with Air BnB owners, all booked now...
View ArticleEunice, Cunis and a Mediocre Spell of Bowling
It doesn't feel quite right to be chucking up inconsequential guff in these troubled times, But I’ll have a go Forgive me if it turns out to be principally picture based or takes a bitter twist at some...
View ArticleHomer's Odyssey with Madam Marge, Child A and Child B
March 16th marked a couple of milestones for my good self. I attained increased venerability by passing the great age of 54 and further venerability by passing thirty years of falling in and out of the...
View ArticleBridges, Bittern and Michael Fabricant
Hocha! Apologies regarding tardiness etc, etc But the lark is on the wing, the snail is on the thorn and the hat is currently worn on three hairs. Well not entirely. The lark is undoubtedly on the wing...
View ArticleFangio, Bins and Billy's Islands
Apologies, completely forgot about this, Thanks to those who did for chivvying. Errrr what have we been up to? We went to Italy after Easter, Hotel Belvedere on Isola Pescatori, Lake Maggiore to be...
View ArticleValarie Singleton, The Future and Victorians
Hello Hello, We’ll start this chunk of guff revisiting the substantial conker tree that lost its top section when the wind blew last October. Here she is candles and all, Not quite the shape she was,...
View ArticleApologies, Tardiness but Guff (of sorts)
News in Brief: Once again apologies everybody for tardiness in chucking up guff. I’ve had a lot on and also been gadding about a bit, plus there’s the impending nuptials for Child A on August the 5th...
View ArticleFurther Apologies, been a bit busy
Apologies everyone for continued tardiness with regard to chucking up guff. Child and her Beau's nuptials are careering towards us and time is precious so this kind of literal caper is going to have to...
View ArticleChild A's wedding
I was going to begin this chunk of guff with no little pep, vim vigor and a proclamation that we are Back! Back! Back! But a lot has happened in the past two months, So if we're all agreed I’ll proceed...
View ArticleAnd then we went to Ischia
Four days later, following an intensive clean up operation post wedding, Madam and myself bummed off to Ischia for a week, staying in an apartment in Sant Angelo where we did little else but eat,...
View ArticleThe Dever down to its' bare bones
Back home for a weed cut on the Dever that is down to it’s bare bones. This is my thirty first season on this stretch of the Dever and I have never known it so low. The signs were there back in March...
View ArticleSally Merison
Sally Merison, my employer and great friend for over thirty years has shuffled off and exited stage left. It was a swift demise, and at the end, very peaceful. Fading away peacefully on her bed looking...
View ArticleA Gentle Return to Guff and the Price of Pollock.
Right, I’ll have a go at guff. Still in a state of stasis to be honest, my prophetic powers are much diminished and the immediate future remains unclear. A position that many people have had to deal...
View ArticleWind, Conkers and a Triumph Dolomite
Hello, still here. Just been a bit busy that’s all, or should that read just been trying to keep myself a bit busy. A few things have happened, most of which I have already forgotten.Oh yes, the wind,...
View ArticleJohnny Cash in the Attic and Ally McCoist's Absolutely Bingo
Hello again, hello, Thank you Neil, It’s good to say hello. This corner of the internet seems to have been neglected of late so herewith is a brief resume of movements completed over the past few...
View ArticleInternational Kidney, Fallow Deer and Brer Beaver
A belated Happy New Year everyone, sorry it’s taken so long but to quote Jack Lennon: Strange Days indeed, most peculiar mama. First morning of the year found Madam, Moss and myself once again bumbling...
View ArticleScientific Discovery, MOTs and Surveys
Hello and Happy New Year, Oh, we’ve done that one.No matter there is much to discuss, not least my latest condition. On me everyone, I have now attained a vintage that triggers a summons for both a...
View ArticlePress on Regardless?
Hello, Hello, Apologies again for being away so long, not much has changed other than the demise of Dickie Davies, who we bumped into on many occasions, and a brief bought of covid 19 (Apparently it is...
View ArticleContinue
Still here, and as requests are being made for annual reports on the year just passed, I thought I should have a go at chucking up some guff by way of muscle memory and cranial stimulation. The river...
View ArticleBrain Fog, Risk Assessment and Brucie's GP
Crikes this one took a bit to get going, bit out of practise. Back in the day I could chuck this guff up in a matter of minutes (the clear evidence of rushed work is on here somewhere) follow it up...
View ArticleMine Shafts, Floods and The Harwood Arms
Happy New Year everybody, Covid for Christmas, which is not what we asked for and resulted in a funny forty eight hours of sleep, sweating and unusual dreams, before the immune system kicked in and...
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