Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Gorse, vacuuming and sprinkles.

1. Gorse is always in flower, as everyone who lives near heathland knows, but this week, on the sunny side at least, it's changing from green spiny thickets with the odd blossom to a grand show of solid yellow.

2. The way the dust and flick disappear into the vacuum cleaner.

3. On a whim, I drop bright coloured hundreds and thousands into his bowl of custard.

Shut in, three quick strokes and event.

1. I'm with the glossy white-haired ladies in hot pink and emerald green and china blue linen waiting for the department store to open i...