Author: John Curd

English Lessons

Following yesterday’s successful barbecue raiding party, today’s weather was complete pants. (Inger & Helge: “pants” is a colloquial expression for “very bad”.) We resorted to our now normal pattern of lazy morning with breakfast in our conservatory where we listened

Raiding Party

Late last week, our neighbours, Paul and Liz, returned from a l-o-n-g trip to their house in Spain. We hadn’t seen them since May when we scarpered off to France, so we thought it would be fun to get them

Shops Raid

I suppose it is inevitable that, when there is an accumulation of the fairer sex (accumulation being defined as more than one), the Olympic sport of cross-country shopping should come to the fore. So it was today that, after a

Beaching the Longship

Since she was about 13 years old, Carol has had a Norwegian pen-friend, Inger. She and her husband, Helge, live near Bergen in Norway. Today, they were finishing a two week trip around the Avon Ring in a narrow boat

International Tomato Convention

We have just returned from a more-extensive-than-usual shopping trip at our local Morrisons supermarket where there appeared to have been convened an international tomato convention. I was somewhat stunned to see, amongst the various shaped and sized delegates (cherry, plum,

Chinese Food Made Easy?

Yesterday evening I spotted a new cookery programme on BBC2 called Chinese Food Made Easy, so I thought I should give it a try. This was the third in a series and was concentrating on seafood in Scotland so, being

Like Mother, Like Son

Several years ago, we were driving back home from a shopping trip and crossing the Grand Union Canal which runs close to our house. As we crested the hump-back bridge over the canal, we were surprised to see a grey

Wasp Nest Anatomy

All was quiet in the eaves above our bedroom window this morning and I could see no wasps flying around our attic space so it looks as though the Doff Wasp Nest Killer has done its job once again. Somehow,

Wasp Wars

It’s our caravanning neighbours’ turn to be away for a couple of weeks. We reciprocate looking after each others gardens while the others are away. Yesterday morning Carol noticed a sizeable hole in one of their flower beds together with

Reflections

“Unsettled” seems to be the most appropriate word to summarize our 2008 French trip. As we approached Calais on the outbound ferry, we learned that the French were unsettled about the price of diesel/petrol (aren’t we all?) and that a

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