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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 23rd July 2017

My knee injury seems to be improving a little so I think I must stay away from the hoover for a while, gutted 😵. An early start to be at Shelsley for 9.00 and we had a busy morning. Then I was off to visit some friends to see their new pond. Bear in mind that this pond (and garden) is now half the size of the old one they had and they no longer have their bridge, observatory or fruit trees. But it all looks very nice and it seems like the fish have settled into their new home. We had some tea outside but it spattered with rain so we went inside when our meal was ready.

Groovy Word of the day: lagoon

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 22nd July 2017

I woke up early this morning and discovered I was nursing a hoovering injury to my knee. Not sure what I’d done or how I’d done it, but my knee was quite swollen, although not sore or painful. I think I must have twisted it while I was hoovering the stairs yesterday. Neither of my knees like that sort of misuse. But I wasn’t  too badly injured to go to Shelsley for the afternoon and cleverly managed to avoid a couple of downpours. I’m out for a meal with friends tonight and because I didn’t pig out on an ice cream 🍦 I will treat myself to pudding.

Groovy Word of the day: guileless

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 21st July 2017

After quite a long wait I picked up my necklace and earrings today. The necklace needed shortening and the earrings were made with the shortenings and two new pearls. It took some time to find suitable pearls and fixings, but here it is 😊. I wore it round Malvern while I finished my bits and bobs in the rain because I am that crazy.

Groovy Word of the day : bauble

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 20th July 2017

So you are all desperate to know what technical stuff I was doing, if you read yesterday’s post. This is what your frost free fridge looks like behind that panel at the back. You may recall I did some work here a few months ago when my fridge started freezing up and did my best to improve the insulation. Clearly I didn’t do a bad job, but I have kept my eye on it and was a bit dismayed to find the icy finger of fate creeping out of my favourite screwhole. In fact there was not much ice there and took very little time to fix. It’s just gathered around the black bit top left and needed a bit more work. It’s not impossible that I will need a new fridge at some time but for now he lives to fight another day.

Groovy Word of the day: stamina


Tales from a Fractured Folly: 19th July 2017

So I put all my orchids and plants out last night to benefit from the tropical deluge that had been forecast and woke up this morning to a teaspoon of drizzle. Whilst I am fully aware that not all parts of England are so dry this morning, as the man said, that “doth butter no parsnips” for my thirsty plants. So I took pity on them standing out all night and getting nothing, gave them a full soak and then of course it rains, albeit still drizzle. They are happy 😊. I was doing other technical stuff. Pics of that tomorrow.

Groovy Word of the day: quaff 

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 18th July 2017

I woke up last night, probably because it was very hot and I came downstairs to cool off. The light outside my house has been broken for a while and I was enjoying the darkness. But they have replaced the bulb now, so this is how it lights up my front room blind, and I thought it looked very lovely. You can see the shadow of my window box in very sharp detail, the blurred shadow of the tree in the garden and the glittery thing top left is the moon 🌙 . 

Groovy Word of the day: penumbra


Tales from a Fractured Folly: 17th July 2017

Those of you who know me well know that I struggle with drinking. I don’t mean I am some sort of lush, but it can take very little to cause me a monstrous two day migraine. This is not a hangover😩, this is awful. Now I don’t work in the madhouse, I am less tired and stressed, I don’t get so many bad head days and the odd drink doesn’t usually cause me too much grief. But it can, half a glass of the wrong thing can be a disaster.  Anyway, I was expecting a bad day today following conspicuous overconsumption yesterday, but no, not a twitch and it’s on offer in Waitrose at the moment. Also, having recently discovered some safe cider (and lime vodka 🤗) things are looking up.

Groovy Word of the day: bubbly