Sky: Tuba smarties

A musical interlude for a Saturday morning.


British afternoon tea….

Today being one of those wonderful, late September sunny days, warm enough to sit outside and soak up the tranquillity of the country, I decided that my afternoon perambulation required the inclusion of a cup of tea and a little something.

Writer’s space

I have been looking forward to this day since first registering.  The appeal of being able to write uninterrupted for a whole day, in a different environment, and sharing ideas, well really what’s not to like?

Colour my world.

But best by far is the enjoyment of  being able to explore my local area and find beauty, shape and structure in the old, the great, the bizarre and the beautiful.  To absorb new ideas, mull over dormant philosophies and stretch the  imagination, toning  mind, soul  and body to be healthy in the whole sense of the word.

One man’s trash…

One of my ‘forbidden’ pleasures is to go to auctions.  Walking into a room with a myriad of items, on tables, hung on walls, hanging from the ceiling and those delicious ‘boxes’ to be rummaged through under the tables gives me goosebumps. 

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