.....and warmth too

....as I woke up on Monday and all the lorries came to take the marquees away,
and pack away the travelling fairground,
as thousands of empty bottles were collected,
several musicians and photographers were retrieved from the hedgerows,
and I surveyed the gravel with it's tyre marks through the courtyard...

I thank my dear family for bringing lasting warmth, love and happiness.

I am, Dear Reader, a man most blessed.

Thank you Dear family.

G'night

Stratford VOR

When I woke up this morning I found a VOR had been placed in the garden! All the better to find us with then!!

Google-Whack that then!

Butter those wheels

Dear Reader,

It seems that our Countrie's heritage lives with me. Many years of Industrial Revolution leave me thinking that to get the wheels moving one should oil them.

Apparently there is another method...more closely related to our close but distant cousins over the Channel.....

Butter the wheels of industry? Butter?

What is this?