The Sincerest For Of Poetry
Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
Category Archives: weddings
That wedding….
I know a fair few of you shared the journey last year to my son’s wedding. This is a video that’s been made of the day and I thought you might enjoy it. It is 25 minutes long so you … Continue reading
Word Optimism
The photos in this piece are from the recent wedding; there is a reason for that so read on. I read a piece today, quoting Susie Dent, who may be known to British readers as the wordsmith on the TV … Continue reading
A Transformation
Over the last three years we’ve worked to transform various parts of the garden. One bed, originally called the Hot Bed because it was always in the sun looked like this. It’s the bed on the right of the old … Continue reading
And Breathe…
And so a week on and we can put up our feet and cook our toesies…
Post Wedding Garden
Funny thing, gardens. Put a marquee down and the grass squeaks and squeals like a tickled gerbil. But plan all you like for the flowers to be at peak bloom on the big day… And, bugger it, if they don’t … Continue reading
Seriously…?
I hadn’t meant to post today but then this… A pre nuptials Park run with their bridesmaids and groomsmen…
W Minus One #wedding
I’m not sure when the next post will be as tomorrow is the big… BIG day. One difficult decision, but one which was inevitable, was to send Dog on a playdate with a close friend. He’d overdo it if he … Continue reading
The Secret Diary Of A FoF, Revisited Part Ninth
Readers of this blog may have picked up on the forthcoming nuptials for my son. Two years ago my daughter wed a delightful young man. In the run up to that event I imagined an alternate scenario which led to … Continue reading
The Garden, One Week To You Know What garden #weddingpreparations
By now you’re on tenterhooks, whatever those instruments of torture are, alongside me. Seven days and of yesterday and whisper it in the darkest most sound absorbent corners, it’s looking… Oh, you decide. Here’s a gallery of shots from the … Continue reading
TanGental 