Month: November 2018

An interesting couple of days. I've been working very hard getting a new website up and running but realised that I was doing things in the wrong order. I was making assumptions about my client group, the people who I hope will use my service, and I've decided that instead of aiming to have a full working website in the hope of dazzling people, to get people's permission and their views before...

So for once, I felt like going out for breakfast. We are preparing for the arrival of my sister and brother-in-law to stay for a few days and Francoise is in the kitchen making bread so I've decided to go off to The Hub which is a little restaurant come library comes social club in the middle of Paulton. The emergence as a social club happened organically. Every morning, people congregate, up to...

Folks I do not often rant and rave to the local paper but in this case the feeling was viscreal. We had our annual Midsomer Norton Carnival.  This is my impression of 'Disguisted of Tunbridge Wells'. Although the weather was not very clement, my wife and I decided to go along and support the local Carnival.   The first vehicle made its appearance at a little after 8:15, later than advertised,...

So it's about about 10 in the morning.  I switched on the TV knowing that the coverage in the Cenotaph in London would start soon. The BBC are pretty good at ceremonial occasions. They may be biased at politics and give the new World Order people an easy time but this is not the day for that. In our main street at Midsomer Norton there is a WWI memorial and when we arrived there were about 200...

I came across this video today and have no hesitation in putting it in my diary. It is armistice weekend where such matters are topical to put it mildly. Near Death Experience. PRIVATE JET CRUSH SURVIVOR. MEETS GOD. Skydiver Mickey Robinson. Heaven & Hell. On a thoroughly wet Saturday morning - off to Wells. In the precincts of the Cathedral, a chance for the public to 'plant' their own...

We were trying to decide whether to go to the local church service, all Saints in Paulton or go to a talk about Mediterranean plants at the Clutton Garden Society.   I'm very glad we chose the former. It was raining cats and dogs and I in my pessimism I expected  to see about half a dozen people but I found a church full of people.  We arrived 10 minutes early but were one of the last and had to...