A walk for the Sunday Papers

Off to get the papers -


down the road, past the cottages:







Along the Lane, and across the end of the Green:









Enjoy the plants peeping over the high walls:





Along the road to the newsagent's on the corner:

and into the newsagent's shop to buy the papers:

Back past the Green:

Along the road that slopes down from the Green to our little fell:

Through the gap in the stone walls - a type of stile known as a 'Fat Man's Agony':




Down through Prickly Fell:




Back down the road - admiring the campanulas en route :

Home again - and the pleasing prospect of an afternoon with the Sunday Papers:

A Tale of Two Tubs

I bought two packs of runner beans (the labels did not indicate the variety) and planted them - 8 in the larger black tub (left) and 5 in the green tub on the right.

The difference is their growth is remarkable; I think I placed new compost in the black tub and used last year's compost in the green. But I didn't think it would make this much difference!

Weird?!

Compare & Contrast

I came across an old wedding photo the other day and thought that it was interesting to compare it with one from my son's recent wedding:

April 2007

This old photo (below) is the wedding party for the marriage of my husband’s grandparents in London, 1899. Sadly no one thought to write the names of the participants on the back, so we only know the names of the bride and groom (pictured centre left).

Little did they know what lay ahead.

Tragically the bride and groom were both killed, many years later in the second World War: in a particularly heavy bombing raid (16th April, 1941) during the London blitz, the family home was bombed. (My husband’s father was blinded, but husband (then aged 5) and his mother were protected by a wardrobe which tipped over and sheltered them from falling debris.)

The members of the party all look rather severe - probably because of the long exposure time for photography in those days.