Back home, except it’s not …

In black and white is how I remember Liverpool. Whether that is due to the fact that it was a dirty, smoke-begrimed city when I lived there as a child or that the collection of pictures I have from my childhood are mostly in black and white I don't know, probably a mix of both. …

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Dipping my toe in the water …

After a brief visit last year, I felt that Bath deserved more time, and so I arranged an AirBNB with a couple about ten minutes walk from the city. It turned out that he is an officer with The Rifles and had served with Australians in Iraq. I spent a fair bit of my first …

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Reflections on … grass

In which the reader will find disconnected jottings and musings that wouldn't make much of a post on their own ... Cutting the grass. How do you cut your grass? ride on mower? electric mower? push mower? line trimmer? shears or clippers? mob of sheep or a goat? Or no lawn at all ...