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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 16th June 2017

You don’t see this often. Maybe Bertie is learning how to approach Ola, as she seemed quite chilled about this encounter. Well at least for 20 seconds or so until it ended in the usual fashion, hissing, growling and chasing. I got some weeding done and cut the grass as the weather has decided to be warm and dry for a few days. It’s nice to tidy the garden up.
Groovy Word of the day: concord


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 15th June 2017

I had a whole day off today so I celebrated by going shopping in Worcester. There was nothing I really needed so, obviously I came home with a couple of bags of stuff. I also met up with a friend I hadn’t seen for ages who now has a baby daughter and we had lunch together in the sunshine. I filled up my water bottles from the spring then had a brisk walk on the hills and spotted the Showground all ready for tomorrow. 

Groovy Word of the day: gallivant


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 14th June 2017

I went to see The Graduate at Malvern Theatre last night and noticed that Adrian has his name up in the 1000 Club now. So thank you to everyone who gave money to this instead of flowers. He loved going to the Theatre, he loved its beautiful setting and the walk through the park to get there. I ended my day today watching a friend start off on a 10k run from Welland around Castlemorton Common. It was a lovely evening but a bit too warm for running. I had some fish and chips from a hogey wagon then headed home, warm sunny day, roof down.

Groovy Word of the day:  reminisce


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 12th June 2017

Cheating with this picture as I took it election night, oddly looking east at 9.30pm so I’m not sure what was going on there. A little philosophy today – “we have to live with that hole in our souls until we find a new normal”. This was a description of bereavement that I heard in the radio and is struck me as very apt. It also struck me, driving in the sun with the roof down on Sunday, that Worth would have been proud of himself for transforming me from the person he met all those years ago, to someone who would buy themselves a Porsche unaided. It was a massive evolution and not many people would realise that. And then I discovered that years ago he was already proud of himself for what he had achieved then. Not sure what I achieved in our relationship but I think I opened his eyes to his surroundings, smoothed his rough edges and just filled his life with love ❤️. 

Groovy Word of the day : metamorphosis


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 11th June 2017

Another lovely lunch and these were the starters, home made onion bhagees. They were huge and sumptuous and made by ex-ghurkas. This was followed by a mild lamb curry and ice cream. The sun actually shone this afternoon so I got out driving in my new car. I visited a couple of friends for tea and then turned homewards. Lovely day. 

Groovy Word of the day: ambrosial


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Tales from a Fractured Folly : 10th June 2017

I started the day in Birmingham with smoked salmon eggs Benedict with hot white chocolate. That’s quite a breakfast and lasted me most of the rest if the day, then I had another dip into culture and visited a small gallery in Birmingham. I had no idea what I was expecting as I went with friends and had not paid any attention to the info they sent me. It turned out to be a small but extremely tasteful selection of mostly modern art. If I had the odd £5-50K burning a hole in my pocket I would probably have bought something, as it was I left empty handed (my budget only runs to Porsches). The two babies above were Damien Hurst (and I love Mickey), but there was also some Banksy, Warhol, Lowry, Matisse and even a Picasso drawing. We were briefly tempted by the Apple shop but it wasn’t a shopping day for me. The whole trip was to show off my new car, so inevitably I came home in the rain, yes rain again. I should never have bought a convertible, it’s not stopped raining since.
Groovy Word of the day: miasma