Thursday, April 22, 2010

Succession, wallflowers and game on.

1. This cherry tree has shaken off its blossom. Another is ready to take its place.

2.My winter-flowering wallflowers have out out their ragged red-orange-yellow petals. Finally.

3. Games night: We complete our mission without dying, and without the police turning up.

Consolation, Effra and icing.

1. I flee Tunbridge Wells and its water woes for a day of wandering London with my aunt. A bit of Turner, a bit of Constable and some miscel...