Basil’s Haircut

Basil is a bit of a drama queen. He flounces, and sighs, and demands attention. He also is inclined to ham things up a bit, and isn’t above throwing himself on the floor with a flourish and if he doesn’t…

The Incredible Hulk

This green monster was working his way across the yard today. The dogs barked, I screamed, Ian screamed, but we still managed to get a quick pic.

Why oh why oh why

Why did: a/ I think I was going wine testing and instead I ended up at a painting class and b/ when at an art class, why did I not draw a nice apple or bunch of grapes instead of…

What are you looking at?

Tibs launches herself at Ian when ever she can. She started doing it by jumping off the fridge at him – but now jumps from the floor, from chairs – in fact from where ever she happens to be. She…

Easter, floods and rowing machine

Easter is now over – well it ended last Sunday actually. Holidays here are the week before and back to work on Monday. There is a week of celebrations, I looked back through the blog from last year and I…

New Layout

As some of us (Mum) are still on dial-up it, and having been reminded recently of how long it takes to load an image heavy site, I have changed the background here, keeping it plain and simple so hopefully it…

Grey, cold but not damp

One of the first things that struck me when I arrived in the UK and waited in the drizzle for the bus, is that in Spain we don’t get the three way combination of grey, cold and damp. We get…