It’s been another cold and fairly miserable week. Apart from a nice day on Saturday, its been cold and blustery with drizzle and rain. Not much fun. The weather persons are suggesting it might get warmer and sunnier this week. Let’s hope so.
I had an interesting enquiry from a reader who stumbled across the Moreton Pinkney Picayune the other day, poor fellow. Why anyone, having stumbled across the MPP by accident would want to actually read any of the content much less get in touch I do not know. When I told Penny she was horrified that anyone outside our immediate circle of family and friends might be reading this nonsense. Ah, the joys of the internet!
It turns out this chap and his family have recently moved to Moreton Pinkney. It also turns out that he too is an American ex-pat having grown up in Texas but having lived in San Francisco for many years before coming to the UK about twenty years ago. While he’s a big fan of baseball, as am I, it turns out, sadly, that he is a Giants fan. Too bad.
We invited him and his wife and ten-year-old daughter for “tea” on Saturday and, while their daughter played with Daisy, we had a lovely visit. I’m sure they will love living in Moreton Pinkney as much as we do.
And, speaking of Daisy, she continues to be an absolute joy. She is very good but is still struggling with the distinction between the kitchen tiles and the patio slabs. Sometimes you think she is saving it up just so that she can wee in the kitchen.
We’ve finally worked out what her official kennel club name should be. Her full name should be “No! Daisy Down!”
We picked up the campervan on Sunday and we’re very excited for our first adventure, whenever that might come. We did have a mini-excursion on Monday afternoon – we drove across to the Burton Dassett hills to meet up for a picnic with Nick, Lucy and Annabelle. It was also the first day Daisy was allowed out so she came along for the ride and had great fun exploring the great outdoors beyond our garden and meeting a number of fellow canines.
We parked up and popped the top and even boiled a kettle for coffee. Thankfully, between Nick and me, we were able to remember most of the directions we had been given when we collected the van and everything worked flawlessly. I promised some pictures.
Going back to the wonderfully wonderful web site that is the Moreton Pinkney Picayune I was somewhat surprised to learn that Greg Stragnell’s Home Page has been nominated for the prestigious Midlands Enterprise Awards 2022. Apparently, all I have to do is to click “Accept Nomination” to be in for a chance to win an opportunity to select from a range of promotional packages including a complimentary option to help celebrate and spread the news.
As far as scams go it’s pretty convincing and I have heard of businesses which regularly click “accept” on these sorts of things only to later receive an invoice running to hundreds of pounds for the privilege of appearing in the printed programme. In spite of the assurance that “there are ZERO mandatory costs” I’m afraid I will not be putting our name forward.
We had a visit from our dear friend Vicky on Friday and took the opportunity to visit the bluebells at Badby Woods. Apparently, the bluebells have been very good this year and we, I am ashamed to admit, had not ventured out to see them so far. They came about two to three weeks before “normal” and were just on the verge of going over so I am glad Vicky made us make the effort. As always, the photos don’t do them justice. Simply stunning.
We’re off again this week so you may be lucky and escape another edition of the Picayune fouling your inbox next Sunday.
And finally, Happy Mother’s Day to all those of you who celebrate the occasion today and Happy Birthday later this week to our marvellous son Ben and to my wonderful sister Sallie.
Meanwhile, keep happy, keep smiling, be careful, wear a f**king facemask in crowded places and keep your distance. And keep safe.
Lots of love to you all,