I remembered seeing the name of this recipé somewhere ages ago, and here is my interpretation. It makes a nice breakfast especially if you serve it with fresh fruit. This makes enough for 2 hearty eaters or 3 sparrows. Ingredients 6 dessertspoons of porridge oats Level teaspoon of…
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“Art is not to be taught in Academies. It is what one looks at, not what one listens to, that makes the artist. The real schools should be the streets.” Oscar Wilde I’m a member of the RPS Southwest Region, and have just taken part in one of…
The weather forecasters have been making doom-laden pronouncements of arctic air for some days now. After an unusually mild autumn, we are finally remembering the normal temperature for this time of year – ‘a bit parky’ as they say. So, wrapped up warmly, I spent a while on…
My ninth advent calendar for friends and followers. This year, I’m using a theme of the visible spectrum – all photography is about light, so starting at violet and going through to indigo, I’ll be posting an image a day until 24th December. I hope you enjoy the…
I spent a morning in this extensive broadleaf forest in Wiltshire with a friend. We didn’t know what to expect on our expedition, but the answer was, mostly fungi. There are large numbers of fallen logs of immense girth, home to many species of fungi. I recognised candle…
This year, our Egremont Russet apple tree was laden with apples despite the hot dry summer. For the past couple of weeks, we’ve been eating windfalls, but recent winds and the inevitable abscission process have meant that they are dropping in significant numbers, so today I hauled out…
Having visited Bude earlier in the year, it was wonderful to be back in Cornwall visiting some of the wonderful beaches on the north-west and south coasts. Here are some highlights! Saturday saw a trip to Polridmouth, which involved the car ferry at Fowey – a surprisingly easy…
For the first time in 3 years, the Melplash Show was held today. This one-day agricultural show held at West Bay in Dorset is always a crowd-pleaser, especially this year with warm sunny weather and huge numbers of people eager to enjoy some rural fun. My favourite part…
Every time we drive to Bath, I spot an old rust-stained fingerpost pointing down a country lane to White Ox Mead. One of those white cast iron signs with raised black capital lettering. And I muse on the fact that once upon a time in the dim and…