Wish I Was In Herefordshire...

[poliphilo]

I was taking some cardboard boxes to the bonfire site and my right-hand boot got stuck in the icy sludge that the horses have made and my stockinged foot came out of it and plunged into said sludge. I sorted myself out- avoiding the complete collapse that threatened- and then immediately repeated the sequence with my left-hand boot and foot.

The snow is going- either melting or blowing away, but the wind is cruel. There's something about this weather that makes me fidget and itch- and want to rake my forearms with my finger nails.

Two good things:

1. Ailz bought a coconut and fresh coconut is like dried coconut but even better- creamier, moister, more subtly and fragrantly flavoured.

2. Phil Rickman has just published the 14th Merrily Watkins mystery- All of a Winter's Night- and I'm halfway through it. Those who know the series will know that he mainly uses real locations- most of them in Herefordshire or elsewhere on the Welsh borders. This time the central location is the Romanesque church at Kilpeck with its wonderful carvings.











Wish I was there...

Comments

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I need to put something down I think. We don't have straw. Besides, as you say, the horses would regard it as breakfast.

Kilpeck can't be that far from where you are. A day trip perhaps?

[puddleshark.livejournal.com]

About a six hour round trip, which is too long a drive for me these days. Everywhere is a long way from Dorset...