Being a Granddad is great.
Suddenly a mundane life is suffused with golden moments - warm memories in the making, that will remain rich and vivid in the years to come. A simple walk in the woods with my granddaughter becomes an experience crammed with landmark moments - we find a fir cone, we crouch down to examine a slug, we pop the swollen seed pods of Himalayan Balsam, we chatter away to each other about trees and leaves and the noise the wind makes. There really is nothing
Updated 12-04-2011 at 03:51 PM by prendrelemick
It is troubled times for the Church of England at the moment, what with all the hand wringing and examining of consciences over women Bishops and gay Vicars. The General Synod is beginning to resemble The Roman Forum around the Ides of March, and Rowan Williams, the Arch-Bishop of Canterbury, is beginning to think that Thomas Wolsey had an easy ride. But these are mere light skirmishes compared with the ideological split over the post service Refreshments at Mrs P's Church.
Updated 04-03-2011 at 05:58 PM by prendrelemick
I don't know how many people know that the Commonwealth Games are currently taking place in India. Until about 7.30pm local time tonight they had not been a success.
A month before they opened, reports of problems began to trickle in. The British press decide it was in their interest to do a knocking job on them, so we had a month of negative reporting :- Nothing will be ready. Unsanitary conditions. Its a disaster. Who's to blame, etcetera, etcetera ... Countries delayed
Over thirty years ago, on Top of the Pops, I first heard the pop group Queen. What first struck me was not the spangley over the top outfits, (believe me they were tame for the day.) No, it was the fact that they were using grown up words and references- they were assuming that we teenagers knew stuff.
She keeps her Moet et Chandon in a pretty cabinet
Let them eat cake, she said, just like Marie Antoinette.
Ok, so they were wrong- we hadn't a clue, but still
Updated 05-10-2010 at 12:09 PM by prendrelemick
Gorgeous George and Sneaky Pete.
Gorgeous George has three wives. He reckons he deserves them, for he really is the most georgous pheasant you've ever seen. He lives in our seven acre meadow, and as it is lambing time I see him and his wives three times a day as I do the rounds. There is nothing he likes better than to show off his golden feathers in the morning sun, to rattle his wings and greet the new day by crowing like a creaky gate. The three hens are quite unmoved by this
Updated 04-03-2011 at 06:10 PM by prendrelemick