She Still Knows Who I Am I was inspired to write this diary entry after a telephone conversation with a very old friend, now 87 years of age. I began in my usual fashion by announcing that I had made a note in my diary to ring him up, annoy him and generally try to wind him up, although I have never been particularly successful in this endeavour. He took it in good part, as always, but the...
The extract below is taken from Dr Vernon Coleman’s new, bestselling book, 'The Horrors of the Great Reset and Why You Should Be Afraid’. I am republishing it because Vernon Coleman has, year after year, been right about his predictions (not difficult if you have a clear and unbiased mind). I suggest you join his Substack channel and visit his old-fashioned site, vernoncoleman.com. There is...
We attended the monthly Share and Repair session at the local Scout Centre in High Littleton, held on a Saturday from 10.00 am until 12.30 pm. Françoise had brought along an ageing hi-fi unit, complete with CD and cassette player, which she hoped could somehow be rejuvenated and given a new lease of life. The system is delightfully simple. You bring along your malfunctioning object, whatever its...
The Bridport Hat Festival started in 2010. The festival was the brainchild of Roger Snook, who wanted to create a fun event that celebrated hats and brought the community together, eventually raising money for head-related charities. We arrived on the Saturday morning about 10:30. I drove Francoise as near to the center I could and then discovered a parking place about a mile away, which suited...
To set the scene, here’s a bit of context for what follows. I scan the Mendip Times each month to see what is going on. You would have thought that after my major effort yesterday in Stanton Drew I would have had enough of writing, but that's not the way it works with me. If I write a good piece then that stimulates me to write more, so in my search today Sunday we noticed a small entry...
Big consequences of 'small' accidents This evening I was pacing around in the A&E at Bath RUH waiting for Françoise to return from having a treatment by the doctor after having been called in for an x-ray. I had to wait quite a considerable time, and I realized that she was probably going to come out with a bandage of some sort. Thank goodness it was not a plaster of Paris. There were 20 or...
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