About TanGental
My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline.
I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy.
I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere.
These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
TanGental 
Dog, always a forward thinker
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A true aficionado of the fine arts of sniffing and leg cocking…
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Very nice view of the flower and flower petals, garden ..
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Looking good.
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A splendid display
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Most kind
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Looking good over there, Geoff! I think you are ahead of us, but spring is definitely in the air here. We had snow last week, but it’s all melted and we’re headed in the right direction. I love daffodils, especially the two-toned ones. Are those some mini-daffodils I see in there too?
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Yes. They’re delightful!
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Absolutely beautiful šøš¶
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Looking fabulous!! I love magnolia trees and we had them in Vancouver. They don’t grow in the rest of Canada as it gets too cold in the winter.
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I think they are about 50 years old now and a complete delight.
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Wow!
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A garden of delight, Geoff. Always a gift for the eyes when you show us the flowers. Did you know there is a butterfly called a fritillary? Dog just wants to have fun – he needs a girl to show him how!
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Itās coming along well. Re butterflies, you are talking to the son and brother of two FRES: fellows of the Royal Entomological Society! So yep, my childhood was spent running after Dark Green Fritillaries in Eastbourne, seeking eggs of the Duke of Burgundy Fritillary in the New Forest alongside the Pearl bordered and High Brown, collecting and breeding (to restock) the colony of Marsh Frits that clung on grimly to the undercliff on the Isle of Wight and delighting in the various colours of the Silver Washed Fritillary. My father loved them for their beautiful colours and majestic flights.
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Wow! Imagine running into someone who knows what fritillaries are! I spent my academic career studying insect development and identifying the hormones that regulate their development and how they work.
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My father would have loved talking to you. He breed both butterflies and moths pretty much from childhood and living in the New Forest which had the largest concentration of butterfly types in the UK was his ultimate dream. The declining populations would have saddened him but he’d have upped the breeding programmes.
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Terrific.
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I haven’t seen dog doing much digging. I could give hime some lessons if you wish!
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In many ways he is the perfect canine. He doesn’t dig, role in crap, run amok in mud, attack anything, snatch food, pull manically or chew antiques or slow moving relatives. He does scare the bejeebers out of thr postman and delivery persons though… a small price to pay.
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Sounds to me like he’s biding his time for a major incident!
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Could be lulling me into a false sense of serenity?
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He’s waiting for you to enter the Best Garden competition and then will rampage through the borders the night before judging!
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He wouldnātā¦ would he?
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Have you not noticed that slight smirk?
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I try not to rise to itā¦
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Beautiful š
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I can hardly believe how everything is already blossoming in your garden. The magnolia trees still need a few weeks until they are blooming over here.
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It might be a touch earlier than normal but only a week or so…
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It looks absolutely beautiful!
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Itās scrubbing up well!
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Your garden is already looking lovely, Geoff. I look forward to seeing more pictures while we freeze our tails off here in the Southern hemisphere.
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I spent June in the Cape a few years back and apart from one utterly appalling day bobbing on a boat in Hout Bay it was delightful. Surely you donāt do freezing!?
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Ah, but we do get much colder weather in the Highvelt than Cape Town. Our overnight temps are below freezing most nights in June and July and we get biting winds too.
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But that apart itās lovely!
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Hi Geoff, our weather is certainly much nicer than yours š
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Indeed dreadful weather… esp when it disrupts the cricket!!
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Our magnolias (except Grandiflora) are out, too. flowering quince, camellias, pears, cherries, forsythia–looking pretty much like your garden in spite of the much more northerly latitude. Always a pleasure to see your garden–and Dog in it, especially that nice roll at the end…
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Itās always hard to believe how northerly we are here and yet how temperate. If the Gulf Stream ever stops we will really know winter! And yes Dog does stay young at heart!
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Lovely, Geoff. It’s always scary if there is a frost after the first bloom.
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Fingers and toes are crossed.
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Absolutely!
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