Greg's Occasional News & Views
Oh, we’ve had some great weather this weekend. It’s been frosty at night but we’ve had lovely clear blue skies and sunshine during the day. One could almost be forgiven for thinking that Spring was close at hand. Certainly, the green shoots on Penelope’s clematis and the frolicking activities of our local bird population would suggest so. But, then again, our wood pigeons seem to think it’s Spring all year round so who knows?
Yawn. Another week.
Continue reading “21 February 2021”Another quiet week – it’s almost as if we were in a perpetual lockdown or something. It’s also been bitterly, bitterly cold. Not as cold as the conditions my siblings in the great northeast are obliged to endure but colder than we like it to be. And, we also had snow in the week – again, more snow than we like to be bothered with and no way of sending it on to those of you who like such things. Thankfully, the weather is supposed to improve a bit in the coming week. Yes, please.
Continue reading “14 February 2021”Astonishing! Another quiet week. Having said that, I did have a real Red Letter Day yesterday – I had my first Covid-19 vaccination. Our local medical centre has teamed up with two others and all the vaccinations are carried out at the Weedon Medical Centre a few miles up the road.
Continue reading “7 February 2021”And so, another quiet week passes quietly by. The twice weekly medication distribution around the village are the highlights of our week. Other than that, it’s like playing this version of Monotony which a friend shared with us.
I have mainly been occupying the light blue-coloured Lounge-related properties and I have options in on each of the four toilets (although I might let Penelope have one for herself).
Continue reading “31 January 2021”Well, it’s been another quiet week – quelle surprise! I am pleased to say, though, that the village is medicated (the local drug dealer visited numerous properties during the week), the bike keeps us both busy, (in my case up steep and never-ending climbs from le Tour de France), we survived the worst that Storm Christoph could throw at us, we had a pleasant walk along a nearby canal on the one calm, sunny day we had this week and joyfully witnessed the departure of the stench of Washington and the inauguration of a new, more grown-up President of the United States. And, we celebrated Burns’ Night with a Zoom dinner last night with the rest of the village. So, for it being another quiet week, we seem to have been pretty busy! How does that work?
Continue reading “24 January 2021”You will be astonished to hear that things have been pretty quiet this week! What are the chances of that? We’re in the midst of our third lockdown, of course, and therefore we’ve been pretty much confined to quarters apart from the highlight of our weekly routines – delivering medications around the village on Tuesdays and Thursdays! Comme c’est excitant!
Continue reading “17 January 2021”Sorry, but you could not make it up.
And, for once I am not talking about the egregious incompetence of our Prime Minister’s response to the coronavirus pandemic, nor even the shambolic misadventure that is Brexit and the catalogue of unintended consequences which are now becoming evident. Although there was more content than I could possibly make use of this week in both those categories, this week’s ultimate WTF moment was clearly Wednesday’s storming of Congress by Trump’s militia.
Continue reading “10 January 2021”
And a Happy New Year to you all! As usual, we were fast asleep long before midnight and therefore missed, apparently, a smattering of rockets and fireworks and someone playing the bagpipes in the village. That was a narrow escape then.
It’s been a decent enough week – cold to be sure and we even had some snow. A few flakes. Four, I think.
On Saturday of last week the Moreton Pinkney Garden Club organised some Christmas festivities up by the parish church. In each of the years we’ve lived in the village there has always been a Christmas Eve gathering on the Upper Green. Christmas carols, mulled wine and mince pies and a visit from Father Christmas.
Continue reading “27 December 2020”