DAY 22 Monday has rolled round again and I enter a second three week furlough leave period, probably, and hopefully, the last, though to be honest, while the sun shines it isn’t too tough a gig. I kicked the week off with a walk along the river with Sarah C-S, a civilised start to the…
DAY 17 Today was a day of mixed emotions – the morning started with a lovely walk with Sarah and Albie. I had planned to ride my bike to Munday Dean Lane, but it was threatening to rain, and I have decided I am a fair weather cyclist, so I drove to meet them and…
DAY 14 The weather is relentlessly glorious and today we are helping a friend celebrate her 50th birthday, only she doesn’t know we’re coming. She had organised a lovely summer festival type party, with the option to stay over camping. Clearly not something I will be taking her up on, unless the offer comes with…
DAY 10 The bike has 2 normal tyres – no flats. So I set off for Marlow Common and a walk with my friend, Sarah. I made it up Danesfield Hill (admittedly slowly) without stopping and arrived 10 minutes early, which was just as well because I was more than a little sweaty and needed…
DAY 7 Well the ring of shame is no longer with us, it is back with the Hoare household, however the medal remains with the Ashworths. We raced into a strong lead, but sadly number 16 proved to be our downfall. I was again threatened with substitution for failing to take the game seriously enough,…
DAY 4 A quiet day all round really, the Boys and Robert are all at their desks with essay deadlines and work to keep them occupied. I was left to amuse myself – something to be fair I am not known for. I like company and am not great with my own, hence the need…
Day 3 Another beautiful day and as my bike is still with Ken (he is deep cleaning it too) I decided to walk along the river into Henley again and pick up some shopping – I genuinely do not know how people manage on 1 grocery shop a week. Our fridge (and it is a…
Day 2 Today is less about me and more about one of our neighbours, local farmer Oliver Bowden, who was tragically killed in a farming accident a couple of weeks ago. His unexpected and sudden death shocked and subdued our small community. It is not that he was a particularly close friend, but more that…
DAY 1 No Monday morning catch-up, no hat required. In an attempt to make sure the weekend remains an event and that the days don’t all blend into one, I have decided to keep setting the alarm clock for 7am. Actually this morning Robert had the alarm clock as he had an early morning site…
Week Eight – Day 7 The end of a bank holiday which has been lots of fun and a bit crazy round the edges. The garden is moving through the spring towards summer. The wisteria is on the way out and the honeysuckle and clematis are coming through. Week Nine – Day 1 My last…