Yesterday was cold in a poncey, Southern English kind of way – you know, a slight frost in the morning, some condensation on my study window (I’ve turned off the radio in my Bonsai tree’s interest), clear skies (almost)…
I am fortunate to have a mother who is good with her hands. Mine, Mrs Irene Baxter (formerly Irene Bell), on the verge of a very significant birthday, is still designing and making knitted and crocheted garments and other things…
I’m saying farewell to Joseph Joachim Raff this weekend (see Friday’s blog) by listening to his last symphony, Symphony No. 10 Op. 213, “To Autumn Time” and you can hear the whole piece by scrolling down this page to hear…
The weather may have turned pretty grey and wet here in Lewes, UK, but there was compensation in that apple pie baked freshly from newly plucked Bramley apples for the espalier tree in my garden. My mini-harvest is now over…
Sometimes I wish that I didn’t listen to the radio. Yesterday morning as I was getting up on a warm sunny morning, I heard the meteorological report and the news was bleak. the tempeeratures are going to drop by mid-week…