🌾 On the Mysterious Case of the Disappearing Apples 🌾
Well, I don’t mean to alarm anyone but it seems the apple tree behind the shed has gone on strike….
Well, I don’t mean to alarm anyone but it seems the apple tree behind the shed has gone on strike….
Well, I feel I ought to report a minor but deeply puzzling development. This morning, while on my usual perambulation…
For the Week Commencing Monday 14th July 2025
(Also known as the Day of the Revolting Goose, St Elphick’s Finger, and the Eve of the Buttered Oak)…
Well my dears, hasn’t it been scorchio? The kind of weather that causes pavements to shimmer and hats to become imperative rather than ornamental…
Well now, following on from this week’s glorious heatwave — and by glorious, I mean the sort of relentless, brow-mopping sunshine that makes the roses collapse sideways in despair….
Well now, I find myself feeling rather wistful today — a rare and pleasant sensation, much like the discovery of…
I must confess, friends, I am mildly concerned. And I do not say that lightly, as anyone who’s seen me…