My Brother Runs...
As some of you know, I lost my father to cancer five years ago, and now my mother is fighting against it.
Both of them have had huge support from the local community nursing fund, who exist to provide the terminally ill and the families with support and assistance in their own homes. It's funded from charitable donation, and my brother is abandoning his over-paid city boy ways to run the London Marathon partially in aid of this charity.
If any of you would like to support him, the money would be gratefully recieved.
Vox Hunt: Is For The Birds
Show us some birds.
Snapped this little fella grabbing a bite while I was in New York:
And spotted this chap a couple of years ago in the Everglades, while on holiday in Florida:
Rooftop car work
Just refilling the screen wash, but it looked impressive with the car all alone on the top floor of the carpark.
Exciting Times chez Tinworth
Oh, at least, if you're interested in gardening:
For today was the first day we actually got out into the garden to start sorting things out. Lorna did most of the work, frankly. I was engaged in the endless struggle to get my study under control for much of the morning. But out into the garden I eventually went, to do my bit.
I rather like our garden. If you ignore the shuddering traffic noises of the road outside our frnt door, it's a little oasis of calm in the heart of Lewisham. One a day when Lorna was woken by people fighting over parking on a side street, every little oasis of calm you can find is worth having.
Especially with barbecue weather just around the corner…
Bank Holiday Begins
Today has been an unexpectedly quiet day. We dragged Nicola back here in the early hours of the morning and let her sleep off her birthday excesses.
I cooked a full English brunch early afternoon, which helped recovery, and the rest of the day has been based around pottering and chatting.
Oh, and some work on my blog. I like to squeeze some productivity into the most indolant of days.
