My Old Wheelbarrow

I am ridiculously fond of some inanimate objects.  Too fond probably.  Long association with a non-sentient - some may say soulless - thing can forge an intimate bond and I am sometimes stupidly upset by its loss. Affection for my childhood collection of Biggles books needs no explanation - obviously - but take The Priory's … Continue reading My Old Wheelbarrow

Waiting For Snow

It has been a terribly long wait since The Priory had snow enough to show and tell: a five-year wait.  The Beast from the East didn't bring huge amounts of snow to my corner of Sussex; but if we were spared the havoc meted out to parts of the Kingdom, we had sufficient for me … Continue reading Waiting For Snow