bloke moves to france with confused partner and two barking-mad terriers
Monday, May 24, 2010
Garden looks rather splendid at this time of year. All very fresh and budding. So, for t'other half who likes to be kept up to speed about our little patch of greenery, here's a snap du matin, another du late apres-midi and another showing showing the budding rhododododennydrondronny thingy which I have (honest guv') been watering as per instructions, plus a few other planty thingies...
Bohemian hermit recluse hiding in the mist-shrouded hills and backwoods of central France; went to art school in the mid-Sixties and never really left; masochistic supporter of Aldershotnil FC; fascinated by the mystery of disappearing odd socks; follically, cosmetically and vertically challenged but horizontally unchallenged, otherwise perfect (it says here); probably one of the luckiest geezers in the whole wide world.