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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 30th June 2017

The weather perked up a bit late morning so I took myself out to get some water from the spring and then had a walk. My toes still hurts a bit in strong shoes so I wore my soft Skechers which would have been fine if it hadn’t rained recently and the path I chose hadn’t been churned up by horses. This pic looks east to Bredon Hill in the distance standing on the Malverns. I had a sausage bap and a cup of tea at the little cafe at British Camp for lunch then hurried home before it rained again.

Groovy Word of the day: cruddy


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 29th June 2017

I had my hair fixed today. I didn’t use to like going to the hairdressers but this place really suits me, so I don’t dread it like I used to. Another dismal day. I wish we could have the sun back.

Groovy Word of the day: inclement

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 28th June 2017

It was another rather unproductive day. The afternoon was so dismal I settled down with Ola on my lap and watched “Meet Joe Black”.  I’ve never seen it before and I loved it although the subject matter might not be the best thing for me. I’ve certainly spent three hours watching worse films, however cheesy you find it. Needless to say it made me cry, it was always going to, but a young Brad Pitt made it bearable.

Groovy Word of the day: tenebrous

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 26th June 2017

Today was my last day invigilating and I have to confess I will miss it. I popped into town to buy a few bits and some cat food, then I went out for a walk. I haven’t been out walking much because I was working most days, but it is good for me in all sorts of ways and being without it may well be what has been getting me down lately. Whatever it is, I feel much better today. 😀

Groovy Word of the day: melancholy

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 25th June 2017

I had a day out with friends today going to Blue Anchor Bay and then Porlock. The weather could have been better but we did manage a walk on the beach although we get thoroughly windswept and a little dampened, while their dogs had a whale of a time. The picnic in Porlock Down was supposed to be outside but we had ours in the car, as did most of the other folk up there. 

Groovy Word of the day: blustery


Tales from a Fractured Folly: 24th June 2017

The day started badly with Ruby getting a puncture, amazingly it could be fixed and it was in less than an hour. Then I was on my way to afternoon tea with Elliot and Philip a little late but not a disaster. After that we headed off to a David Austin to buy a red rose called “Thinking of You” for me to plant in the garden and another called “Desdemona” which I bought for the scent which is sensational. My day out ended at Wollerton Old Hall garden where we had wine and a meal. The gardens were lovely but the string quartet was not entirely harmonious. There was something very Agatha Christie-esque about the whole thing and I half expected to find someone dead in the shrubbery, maybe one of the string players stabbed with their own bow. It was a lovely day, there was lots of laughter and it cheered me up a lot. For some reason I had been feeling a bit down the last few days.

Groovy Word of the day: dulcet