A friend of my grandson reads the blog and emailed me:-
“I previously thought you were so sweet and innocent – how wrong was I?! You're still very sweet, but innocent? No way! ha ha. I’m going to speak to Vince to find out when he is next going up, I’d love to come and visit you all!
I must say the fine lady with the ribbon in her hair was quite pleasing to the eye! Enjoy your day, I dread to think what you’ll get up to – I’m sure I’ll find out all about it tomorrow. Take care.”
Me? Sweet and innocent? No way José. Just goes to show, to paraphrase Abraham Lincoln, you can fool most of the people, most of the time!
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness
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*Many of us will already know this poem TO AUTUMN by John Keats. It is a
celebration of autumn when the mists descend and the land is swelling with
over-ri...
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