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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 31st March 2017

It looks like after a few nice days my little world has decided it’s Spring at last. There’s definite greening going on and it’s most welcome. I was out walking today and it was wonderful to stop in the sun and feel it beating down on my face and warming me. I knew if Worth was about it would have made him happy – he loved to see me in the sunshine.

Groovy Word of the day: dapple


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 30th March 2017

This little chap hasn’t had much tlc since we bought him mainly because Worth wasn’t really up to it. If you think of our house and where the tap is, washing cars when you have four of them is a very tiring business. So today I washed him, clay barred him, washed him again, rinsed him, dried him, waxed him, cleaned his insides including glass and blacked up his black bits. I am pooped but he looks good.


Groovy Word of the day: titivate

(I may have had that before but I am way to tired to care)


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 27th March 2017

This is my present problem. Me, just me. I had anticipated losing him and that is what it is, but what popped up on my blind side which I had never thought about is losing Us, which is somehow different. I still miss Us terribly, the two of us together. It was always together, we hardly ever did anything alone, Us was a big deal. Together we were greater than the sum of our parts, those were Worth’s words. I miss his nonsense. 😍

Groovy Word of the day : propinquity


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 26th March 2017

This car is always parked in this spectacular fashion. It is a very narrow road and I can see the need to park up neatly but really…I’m not sure if it ever moves. How would you get into it?

Last week at Brooklands I broke from my usual habit of taking a trusty zoom lens, and took instead a wacky very wide angle lens for a change. But I hadn’t properly prepared for using it and the pictures were disappointing. It isn’t a Fuji lens and needs some thought as it doesn’t talk to the camera properly; it needs to be manually focused for one thing. So today I went walking with the intention of using it properly now that I knew more about it. I was quite pleased with my efforts and it was a lovely day for a walk.


Groovy word of the day: twaddle


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 25th March 2017 

You know it’s going to be a good day when you wake up to a gorgeous morning, open the door to be greeted with warm sunshine then realise that your first appointment is to eat cake for charity. This was part of the splendid display put on in the Fountain, Parkend to raise money for local dog rescue shelter. Once we had enjoyed this feast our next appointment was with a stunt driving experience the other side of Hereford. I was there in a purely photographic capacity as Andy was doing the driving. It was a lovely day for driving around such a beautiful place. 

Groovy Word of the day: vernal


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 24th March 2017

The weather suddenly changed this afternoon and all of a sudden it was Spring again and the awful cold wind disappeared. I was good at lunchtime and had soup and a roll but as a result I got peckish and was tempted by this naughty little thing I found in the fridge. I can highly recommend it; it’s like the top layer of  a very rich chocolate cheesecake. And if you look very hard, in weeny letters on the back it tells you it’s only 353 calories. No wonder it tastes good.

Groovy Word of the day : sumptuous


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 23rd March 2017

I try to always have some lovely flowers to brighten up the place; Worth liked to have flowers in the house. It was another cold and windy day and I didn’t achieve much. Bertie managed to retrieve the mouse he had lost in the bedroom for which I was most grateful. The poor thing was still alive and he would not let me catch it, he just ran all over the house with it in his mouth growling at me. In the end I picked him and the mouse up and took them both outside. Somewhere on the journey the mouse made its escape but Bertie is still looking for it. 

Groovy Word of the day : skedaddle