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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 18th August 2017

I bought a new dinky little chair for the bedroom today. I have the problem of getting the old huge one downstairs but I am hoping I can rustle up a strong man to help me. I had breakfast with work colleagues this morning and felt confident enough to take Ruby with her top down. Coming home it was just spitting with rain and the sky looked ominous so whilst I was at some lights I bottled it and put the roof up. Five minutes later I was in a deluge of rain and could barely see where I was going. Now the sun is out in a clear blue sky again. 

Groovy Word of the day: souse

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 17th August 2017

Is there a collective noun for campervans? You really need to zoom in on this pic to get the full effect. There are hundreds and hundreds of them all assembled for the Western Motorhome Show. While I was up on the hills I noticed the swifts charging around in the sky and I think they must be getting ready to leave, so summer is almost over for them.

Groovy Word of the day: drift (collective noun for swifts)

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 15th August 2017

Today I decided to tidy up the outside of the Folly. After I’d had it washed it looked a bit shabby where some of the paint had come off so I was intending to scrape about and remove the flaky paint, then paint over what was missing . But up close and personal I think I could have removed at least half of all the paint on the whole house. So it got a quick lick and promise job and a bit of masterly filling, with still a bit more painting to do when the sealant is dry and it might make another winter. But the old place is in serious need of some tlc, starting with getting the sash windows refurbed💰💰💰💰😧

Groovy Word of the day: adroit


Tales from a Fractured Folly: 13th August 2017

I woke at some unnatural hour and once I realised I wasn’t going to get back to sleep I noticed it was a wonderful morning. This is  autumnal mist, sorry 😐. I live above it but early this morning it was all over the place. I took Ruby out for a run and met up for lunch with an old friend of Adrian’s who is going to the apartment for a few days soon with her sister and niece.

Groovy Word of the day: nebulous

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 12th July 2017

I will spare you a picture of a small white bathroom full of dozens of black flies and instead give you a picture of this rather lovely McLaren at Shelsley this afternoon. I’m guessing one of Bertie’s catches escaped, only to die a miserable death under the bath and became a food source for some fly eggs. Today they hatched. Happy Birthday Guys. 🎉

Groovy Word of the day: progeny