This picture is from a few weeks ago. All the coloured leaves are gone now but it was a lovely, mild, sunny day here in Islington. I’ve spent the day in the garden. The big job was to spread the contents…
This picture is from a few weeks ago. All the coloured leaves are gone now but it was a lovely, mild, sunny day here in Islington. I’ve spent the day in the garden. The big job was to spread the contents…
I suppose that I learnt to drive on this car. Far too young to go on the public road, as a boy I’d drive it backwards and forwards on our short driveway at home.This is a modified version of a piece…
I am not really clear about all the technical aspects of the website, but for those thinking of doing something similar, here are a few impressions of the process. First of all, “The proof of the pudding….” We are amateurs…
It’s been an exciting few weeks getting the website ready to launch. I realized that it was an essential tool if I am to attract interest in my bottles from the wider world. I could feel the blank space when…
On September 29th, 1965 I flew to Nigeria for three months. I was the most fortunate recipient of a Nuffield Foundation Travelling Scholarship in Tropical Medicine and was embarking on one of the most formative experiences of my life. I…
I was a curious and observant young man with a lot of spare time on my several Atlantic crossings. Of course I wanted to explore the whole ship, but class distinction was very strict indeed for, as I mentioned, if…
When I was a schoolboy I used to travel to the USA to visit the rest of my family for the summer holidays. The only way to go was by sea and however grand or lowly you were, we were…
Already December and until 36 hours ago there were still leaves on the deciduous trees, but I think that the latest storm has brought the last ones down and it’s time to have a final clear-up. But today the priority…
In the recent storm of October 28th a large Acer blew over and the pot smashed. I thought that, for the first time in over 30 years, I’d need professional help in the garden, but two heroic friends came to…
I imported the Studebaker in April 1996 from Springfield, Missouri, unseen by me until he arrived in a huge crate at Felixtowe Docks. What a thrill that was! I had passed my driving test in my father’s 1955 Studebaker Champion…