
Category: Global Warming Malarkey
Aussie rules
When last did you see one of these when out shopping?
It’s a wooden standard metric ruler just like the one that I would have used back in the day and yes, for some reason mine was also “made in Australia” (even way back then, BP¹ perhaps!)
So why this nostalgic reminder of our un-PC, non-green, tree murdering past?
Well, I bought a hundred of them last month!
That’s right, a hundred.
I happened to be at a local wholesaler and as luck would have it he was in the process of relocating to larger premises, he’d been in the existing building for as long as I can remember. At the counter were 4 bundles of 25 rulers priced at R10 each (that’s less than £1 per bundle) I bought the lot.
The staff had found these collectors items (and tons of other dated products) and were either going to scrap them or give them away.
What did I do with them?
Why I gave them away of course, 50 to Quest school for their stationery cupboard and the balance to a nearby local primary school.
¹ Before Plastic
Supper’s in the freezer, Mrs Spider
I’ve been at work today, between two surgeries and various patient’s homes, and all day I have been in wonder of the winter whiteness of the world. A foggy frosty night had left the trees, hedges, grass – everything covered in crystals of ice. Twice (only twice… so I had to leave a lot of photo opportunities un-snapped. What restraint!) I stopped at a destination and took my camera out.
The first time was because of the hedges, swathed in cob-webs
Frosted gossamer
makes webs look like razor wire –
useless to spiders Continue reading “Supper’s in the freezer, Mrs Spider”
Not so Bad, so Far.
Front end of Sandy has blown out of the creek, the storm is still about 1500 miles wide so the back end will not arrive until later. (tomorrow maybe?)
The storm went right overhead a cat 1 hurricane merging with a big low pressure trough.
About ten inches of rain according to my rain gauge and no power since early Monday pm.
Sandy’s gone Westcentric
Autumn: sometimes damp
Yesterday I discovered that London’s sunrise was officially 7:15 am, and sunset was 6:19 pm, apparently making the day 11 hours, 4 minutes and 37 seconds long. By Monday 15th October the daylight hours will have shrunk to 10h 41m 28s. In a couple of weeks the clocks will have dropped back an hour to make the most of the available daylight, and by 21st December, the figures are like this: Sunrise 8:04 am, Sunset 3:54 pm and the day will be 7 hours, 49 minutes and 43 seconds long.
Then the night’s will start drawing out again.
Wild clematis, seed head, wet from the drizzle, on Monday Continue reading “Autumn: sometimes damp”
Raindrops keep falling on my head…
I have been Sunday working today, and when I got up at 7.15 am, bleary eyed, the sun was out. I woke up properly as I had my first cuppa….
I picked this from my garden yesterday, and snapped it this morning, back-lit by the promise of a beautiful day….
by the time I left the house an hour later, I had already seen rain and above there were very heavy clouds. I remembered to check that both the raincoat and umbrella were safely in the car, just in case. Continue reading “Raindrops keep falling on my head…”
Rain
June Drops
My garden is battered, wet and lush. Luckily I put in plenty of stakes early on, but even so so extra support work is needed after yesterday’s wind. All the trees looked as though they were madly auditioning for a ‘because I’m worth it,’ hair tossing competition and this morning there are plenty of tattered green shreds on the ground.
For the photo competition
This afternoon my friend has her garden open in a village near Cheltenham – a whole group of them are open, which would be wonderful on a quintessentially warm June afternoon. Grey skies won’t pull the crowds. Continue reading “June Drops”
Waiting for Summer
Well, what a frustrating few days… with no access to WordPress! Thank you to everyone who emailed suggestions to me, and in particular to Tilly who posted about the problem and through this found an email address to try. What ever action it was that solved the problem, it now seems I am back.

Here’s Pippi under the wheelbarrow after the man with the noisy machine had gone. The grass looks awful as it has just been scarified! Continue reading “Waiting for Summer”



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