Rugby The rugby season is about to start and this afternoon we had the first of the pre-season ‘friendlies’. This means that neither side has anything to lose apart from prestige and that the usual rules on substitutes are waived; so it seems that players are swapping every five minutes. Here we see the scrum,…
Graffiti! I came across some graffiti which clearly shows that it isn’t just a modern problem. Shame on you Rob White and 1850 person! 15 August 2014
Tea and Biscuit I’m such a lucky fellow. Every morning my darling wife gets out of bed bright and early for a telephone conversation with her sister. And she brings me a lovely mug of tea and a biscuit. Such a good start to any day! 14 August 2014
Bee on a thistle. Today I took Maude for a very long walk, we saw a bee on a thistle. Bee….ing busy! 13 August 2014
Burrow Mump Burrow Mump stands above the village of Burrowbridge in the middle of the Somerset Levels. It is a strange natural mound in the middle of very flat land and it has a ruined church on the top, a bit like a mini Glastonbury Tor which is close by. It is a short haul…
A charming aspect of Bath is that many of the older streets have the street name incised into the wall of the buildings at the road end rather than having a name plate. Over time many have suffered from pollution that has attacked the lettering but I’m pleased to say that there is a programmer…
Bath Folk Festival 2014 If you live in Bath it does sometimes seem as if there is a different festival every week, but who’s complaining we came to live here partly because there is a lot of cultural activity. This week it’s Folk Festival week. Last night Mrs Sixwheeler and I went to see the…
Neighborhood Horticulture. Just along from us is Weston Park where the local residents have raised money for tree planting and other projects. One such is a small memorial garden to commemorate the centenary this year of the outbreak of World War One. Pupils from the local junior school have helped with the planting. This week…
Wild Plums. I’m not a dedicated forager as I can’t be bothered with little bits of salad leaves and I don’t know enough about fungi. Some things however I simply can’t resist and we both love wild plums or ‘cherry plums’ as we used to call them. It breaks my heart to see them rotting…
Buskers, Bath, Rumba de Bodas
The Sixwheeler Chronicles 