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BIRCHLAND HALL

BIRCHLAND HALL, my second novel,┬áis now independently published on Amazon as a paperback and Kindle e-book. Although the ideas behind the novel have been in my mind for some time, I only got down to serious writing this year, through … Continue reading

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KNOCKING ON…

… September’s door here in West Somerset, the meteorological start of Autumn, there’s talk of overnight grass frosts and periods of rain. The trees, Rowans, Oaks, Ash and Maples are already showing a colouring in their leaves. This morning the … Continue reading

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MONTHS PASSING

I made no posts in June or July. My only excuse is the I have been busy bouncing edits to and fro with my editor progressing my second novel, ‘BIRCHLAND HALL, toward publication in September. I’m now waiting for a … Continue reading

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DUNKIRK

Last week I went to see the film ‘Dunkirk’. It was at a small cinema, an afternoon showing in the second week. There were less than twenty people watching. Looking round I guessed I was the only one there alive … Continue reading

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HOUSE MARTINS, AGAIN.

I can’t let May 2017 pass by without mentioning, again, the House Martins that have flown back to Fordhollow. How many of these are from last year’s brood (or broods, we think there were two hatched from the one nest)? … Continue reading

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SPRINGTIME

Canna, my dog named after the Hebridean island, is good at scenting. The other day she stopped pointing into the fresh grown long grass. Close examination showed the chequered plumage of a hen pheasant, unmoving, flat to the ground. Sadly, … Continue reading

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MAY 5th

The fifth of May is in my memory from schooldays when the first swifts arrive back from their African migration, usually picked up first from their whistling calls, then seen in their wheeling flight arcing round the Abbey and ham … Continue reading

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