Walk To The Orchard

Sunny walk this morning to the community orchard so Hazel could pick some apples for crumbles and sauce etc. She might give some to Audrey who enjoyed the apple sauce with pork the other day. Sat on bench to watch a goods train rumble passed on the embankment nearby. It's a very quite line - just for transporting salt and other minerals to the factory in Crewe or maybe Middlewich. Then a cicuit round the fishing pond that is quickly filling with invasive weeds which is a shame. Not much fishing going on if that keeps up! Spotted a flappy moth on the path. Rescued it and put in nearby tree so it doesn't get trodden on. The cornfield is doing well - up to an elephants eye or maybe its tail. Hazel hid herself in it for a photo. She's bonkers - probably why we get on so well after all these years.

Boot Sale - Moss Farm

A few bargains from the boot sale over at Moss farm today. The weather wasa bit cloudy but no rain. Hazel got all these. I found nothing. Bob did the painting "Peeking Duck". He gave it to Hazel but she insisted on buying it - ok 50p he said. She also bought some old tins and a mysterious compact with "paddy" on the front. It has an unusual mechanism inside that pushed powder out in small ammounts through slits in a revolving doodad. She also got a solar light bulb, a lamp and several other object darts.

New Summer Outfit

Had to laugh at this photo of Hazel ducking behind the flowery thing that butterflies love so much. The name escapes me for the moment. This is a walk we did yesterday around Lostock after delivering groceries and other stuffs to Hazel's Mom and Sister.

Guernsey

Nice week in Guernsey staying with old friends Stella and Brian. Two weddings and a birthday to celebrate. Spoiled rotten. Ate too much - drank too much. Weather wasn't that great to sart with but soon warmed up. Lovely days out at the beach for fish and chips - watching the sunset over Cobo Bay. A guided tour round Victor Hugo's massive house full of quirky decorations. The folk museum and the cobbled streets of St. Peter Port. So many nice memories.