On this first day of Lent known as Ash Wednesday, the doors to St M’s Parish Church have opened as the Rev. Suze supported by Verger Philly offer a warm welcome on a chilly and damp afternoon to some familiar faces who have chosen to wear some ‘Sorry Ashes’ on their mouse noses.
And some of those mice have chosen to hang a message of hope on the branches of our Lent Tree…
As the hours tick by on St Valentine’s Day and with a visit from Missy and Millie and THOSE two felines – it’s a blooming lovely afternoon for Norma!
Today is Armistice Day and I wind my way through my garden to the old corbel stone that is nestled among the shrubs and ferns and where my ‘Poppy Garden’ now waits…
“Oh my!” sighed Tilly as she thought about Murphy stalking the All Hallows graveyard at dusk with some very odd white foam on his face!
And why was he suddenly leaving his grey fur all over the place?
Tilly Simms hadn’t really enjoyed the celebrations of the festival of Día de los Muertos yesterday as she had been very troubled by the strange behaviour of a certain furry feline…
Tilly Simms hadn’t really enjoyed the celebrations of the festival of Día de los Muertos as she had been very troubled by the strange behaviour of a small furry cat who prowls his way through the sleepy hamlet of All Hallows…
And now with my wings firmly in place as the Crooked Hen, I’m engrossed in my own little world either in my crowded shed at the bottom of the garden or else nestled inside my garden studio with a cup of tea to hand…
Today is St Valentine’s Day and YES it’s been one busy day!
However, with only moments to go until closing time, and with a box of chocolates and the sweeping brush still patiently waiting – who should potter in but Murphy…
Today is Lord Byron’s Birthday and if we were able to live forever – he would now be 233 years young!
And even though he shuffled off this mortal planet many years ago, I always enjoy a large slice or three of a cake in his honour…
Although I wanted to leave a special gift for Nicole – it was only after I had bounded up the stairs and into the warm and festive loft that discovered that I was not the only visitor on this Christmas Eve…
Although the children may have been ‘nestled all snug in their beds’ waiting for the visit from St Nicholas on Christmas Eve – there was plenty ‘a stirring’ in the kitchen at Piccadilly Terrace.
‘Twas the afternoon before Christmas Eve and with a gingerbread house to create – the kitchen of Nicole’s House is a hive of festive activity….
For as long as I can remember, I have always enjoyed a fascination with (and a sneaky regard!) for these undead creatures of folklore and mythology.
However, as much as I appreciate that this interest of mine will not be shared by everybody and so in keeping with the ideas of ‘mischief’ and the ‘incomprehensible’ that Scoffern has attributed to the Vampyre – I have created something of a fantastical store which seeks to offer those essential accoutrements for any discerning hunter or slayer of the undead…
Yes, dear reader, it IS true – the Yorvik Faerie is now NO more!
That's SO Tee Bylo! 