My friend N has lent me her apple picker, a tall pole with a basket at the top. With an apple scratter now bought I will do a small test harvest of apples from the old orchard by the river tomorrow, with a view to pressing some juice. Those apples are starting to drop so some are clearly ripe. Meanwhile I have made a a little something for the Mrs…
We have one damson tree here at the Welsh hovel up in the vegetable patch. It overhangs the road down to the hovel and you know when the fruit are ripe as they spatter onto the road and your car crunches over them as you drive in or out. There was a second tree alongside it but the gales took it and I have planted a cherry tree in its stead. For there is already a second source of damsons. My neighbours have a tree which leans over into our garden so we are allowed to pick its fruit too. Our neighbours are in their nineties and their needs are not that great.
With a hat tip to Darren for this one, like so many signs of the sad decline of a flabby and decadent civilization comes from Canada. No it is not a ruling that bestiality can be legal as long as there is no penetrative sex. That happened in Canada ages ago, back in 2016. Keep up. From Darren’s excellent newsletter, the Ottawan:
My trip started at 10 AM GMT on a Monday and ended 2.30 AM GMT on last Thursday. I will not be doing it again. I describe exactly what happened.
“Can I do my chat with you via video link?” said the least well-known person attending Sharestock on September 10 as a CEO speaker? “No! You are uninvited” said I. He missed the point about this event, it is personal. You can listen to all the speakers on stage but then collar them in the drinks tent before or afterwards for a one to one chat.
Veteran olive harvesters will look at the photos below and know that the 2022 harvest will not be a very good one. It will not be terrible as things stand though there is still time for an act of God intervention such as a severe windstorm. But it will not be great. Thus it is uneconomic to hire Albanians to assist with the harvest. So how do you, dear readers, fancy being an Albanian. Here’s the deal.
Though on the payroll of the Sunday Telegraph, Chris actually cancelled his Daily Torygraph two years before he died as he found it just too ghastly: woke, metropolitan and innacurate. For a man of the countryside, of his beloved Somerset, the Torygraph had become a beast from another planet. And that brings me to the photo and article below frm last week.
I know that saying anything that is not unthinking praise about the Lionesses is, more or less, a hate crime. But have you seen England’s captain plugging Walker’s Crisps?
Therese Coffey MP was on Sky this morning where she was meant to be batting away questions on the cost of living crisis and the drought. Either Ms Coffee is thick as two short planks or she must think we are.
On my last full day in Greece I got up early to wash the sheets, pack and do a final tidy. Men really are not meant to change duvet covers are they? I really struggled on that one. But at just after nine I headed down to Kambos for a quick coffee with Guardian reading loons L&G and to return a drill. On the way back up to the hovel, as I was driving up snake hill, I saw something moving. As I drove a bit closer it picked up speed.
Having spent far too long checking in with ANEK, the ferry company, last night I arrived at Patras a bit later than expected after making a schoolboy error and going to the wrong port, only to find that the Check in did not actually work. So much for the e-ticket I flashed at the guard. So I had to scuttle back to the terminal, checked in manually, and drove on board.
As the great twitter commentator @BurnsidenotTosh recently noted, it has been announced that 15th March 2025 will be official “not pride day” with pride month resuming on 16th for the next 23 years. In that vein I bring you a tweet from Brighton where it is Pride Month, thirteen months a year.
Maybe it is just a coincidence but since it was flagged up that two of the three old eco-loos were being replaced with modern flushing toilets, we have been inundated with bookings for ther Greek Hovel. There is now just one week free before October 9 when the pool will still be very swimmable. I am minded to extend the pool season such is the demand now that our loos have moved into the 21st century. You can see more details olf the eco place HERE and one of the two new loos is below.
I should say that, the other day, an old man in the square in Kambos looked at my daughter Jaya and then congratulated me on how beautiful my grand-daughter was. That is the first time someone has actually said that I was her grandpa although I am sure some others have thought it. Our mad lefty friends L&G, when they stopped laughing, explained how Jaya was actually my daughter and the old chap looked rather impressed. And here is the proof that the old dog (me) has life in him yet.
Somebody had the cheek to ask if I will record videos of ShareStock. Er, no!
