Month: June 2017

Wednesday 22 June 1664 Read diary by clicking above Sometimes you get a dream gardening job and what made it so delightful was a stream that ran down the middle of the garden from a natural spring in the farm above. We had the privilege of removing weeds and debris from the stream so that the water flowed more easily and with a delightful tinkly sound which I reckon has the power to calm the...

21 June 1664 Read Pepys Diary by clicking on the date above A special day today, a meeting with the hospital people to discuss various matters of after-care of patients who have experienced trauma. It was interesting to compare my 'tourist' visit, with my previous unrequited and unexpected visit to Southmead hospital nine months ago, 9 October 2016 when only after a few days of considerable pain...

Monday 20 June 1664 Read the full entry by clicking on the date above. ...To supper and to bed, my wife finding fault with Besse for her calling upon Jane that lived with us, and there heard Mrs. Harper and her talk ill of us and not told us of it. With which I was also vexed, and told her soundly of it till she cried, poor wench, and I hope without dissimulation, and yet I cannot tell; however,...

Sunday 19 June 1664 read Pepys Diary by clicking on the date above. Today I arose early at around 4 AM, the heat being stifling due to the continuing heatwave, or should I say two or three days with the temperature above 30°. It is not on the same scale as Portugal where 62 people have died from fires. My Galaxy, which I turn to prior to cranking up my main PC, figures out what I like to read...

18 June 1664 Read Pepys full entry by clicking on date above ....Strange to see how pert Sir W. Pen is to-day newly come from Portsmouth with his head full of great reports of his service and the state of the ships there. When that is over he will be just as another man again or worse. But I wonder whence Mr. Coventry should take all this care for him.... The book of Ecclesiastes is not for the...

Due to the fine evenings we decided to sleep out under the stars. No tents, no protection, just sleeping bags or blankets.  It is a little bit surreal just lying down under a thin layer of protection looking upwards at all the vastness and realizing that we cannot see 99.99% of what's out there. Twinkle, twinkle Little Star How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in...