Cathedral & Park, Worcester, Tuesday, 14th June, 2016.

Lighting a candle for Aunt Bette on what would have been her 85th birthday.

Lines and curves.

Chairs.

More lines and curves.

Rain-sodden ferns in Gheluvelt Park bring back memories of the temperate rain forests of 

The Land Of The Long White Cloud (aka New Zealand).

(Born to be wild) Flowers, Worcester, Friday, 10th June, 2016.

Saw these flowers on the way to the Vets to get Emmy's repeat prescription.

So took these photos on the way back home.

The property appears to be unoccupied.

A great advantage if you are a wild flower thriving in a front garden at this time of year.

Summer's here - time to plod, Worcester, Monday, 6th June, 2016.

11:40-ish.

Wild flowers along Pitchcroft.

Great for folk wot suffer with hayfever.

There are two options for a walk into town.

The direct route along the main road which offers no shade or 

the walk along Pitchcroft which provides some shade for part of the way.

Pitchcroft it is then.

It's already warm, about 20 degrees, but it is lovely under the trees.

By the time we will be making our way back home at 1:30-ish, with shopping bags in hand,

 it will be even warmer and we'll be plodding.

Roll-on the autumn.

Best Of British Hill Climb, Shelsley Walsh, Saturday, 4th June, 2016.

1:00pm-ish.

We have arrived just in time for lunch.

So it's a swift cuppa tea followed by a wander around the paddock.

This is Vicky's favourite car of the day.

This is Vicky's second favourite car of the day.

We like our GT's.

Bike of the day!

OK, it's the only 'bike in the paddock but, even so, 

you've gotta love a bit of '70's heavy metal, haven't you?

1:30-ish.

There's still about 30 mins before the afternoon practice begins so we find a seat just down from The Water Mill where, above us, a pair of Blue Tits are busy feeding their youngsters in a 'nest' made in the crumbling mortar in the brick wall.

Look carefully - OK, very carefully - and you can just make out the head of one of the chicks.

Parent departs.

Herd of cows remain steadfastly indifferent to this motorsport-malarky.

2:20-ish.

Scott Moran leaves the line in his 3500cc Gould GR61X.

Oh yes, he might be smiling but, underneath, he is cursing the humidity 

and how the rucksack is not exactly helping.

3:00pm.

After another cuppa tea and a burger between us we make our way to Kennel Bend.

This is Ash Mason in his 1340S Westfield SEi.

It's that view. Get's us every time.
Wallace Menzies in the 3300cc Gould GR59M hurtles through The Crossing.

Howard and The Hill.

Vicky's favourite car comes back down.

Jan Nycz - 499cc Staride Mk. III - on the way to The Bottom Ess.

John Harding - 4500cc Jaguar E Type at The Top Ess.

4:15-ish.

Time to go back to the car and get to Droitwich for The Big Shop and

then home to Emlyn who'll be starving, no doubt.

The Wedding of Elizabeth and John, and The Baptism of George: St Nicholas Church, Forest Hill, Oxfordshire, Saturday, 28th May, 2016.

1:55pm: St Nicholas Church.

We have arrived with just 5 minutes to spare thanks to problems on the M40.

Some well-wishers are still stuck on the motorway, evidently.

The view from the cheap seats.

We should get an excellent view of the bride's entrance unless……….

…..The Reverent requests that the congregation 'all rise'.

Oh well.

About to exchange vows.

John and Elizabeth are wed and The Vicar is now topping up the font 

with cool water to ensure a 'George-friendly' temperature.

George is unceremoniously lobbed into the font.

Phoebe carries George as the wedding/baptism party exit the church.

Enthusiastic confetti-lobbers gather outside the church.

Vicky in keen anticipation of some good old-fashioned confetti lobbing.

A whole lot of lobbing going on.

Graham and Pat: the proud parents of The Groom.

4:00pm-ish:

Cutting the cake at the Reception held at Horton-cum-Studley's Village Hall.

Pedants take great delight in spotting the surplus-to-requirements Full Stop.

We know our place.

Two men in suits.

Graham has worn his suit 4 times in the past 30 years.

David has had to wear his twice in 4 days (a funeral, a wedding, and a Baptism) 

but can't remember when he last wore it prior to that.

My son's just done what?!

Vicky, Pat, and Sue discussing Fascinators (possibly).

Elgar's school, Worcester, Friday, 27th May, 2016.

At last, we've remembered to take a photo of Elgar's old school in Britannia Square.

Of course, it isn't a school nowadays but we think you can get the drift.

Note remarkably well preserved 'bike shed, just behind the hedge, where the great man 

(whilst still a lad) used to store his push 'bike between epic rides 

to The Molineux and back to watch The Mighty Wolves.

Today's sounds:

Digital pre-morning walk:

John Mayall's Blues Breakers with Eric Clapton.

Incarnate - Panic Room.

Vinyl 45's whilst Vicky worked from home this afternoon and David did some ironing:

Making Plans For Nigel - XTC

Why - Carly Simon

Are Friends Electric? - Tubeway Army

Totally Devoted To You - Olivia Neutron Bomb (we still call her that)

Mind Blowing Decisions - Heatwave

Just An Illusion - Imagination

To Cut A Long Story Short - Spandau Ballet

My Perfect Cousin - The Undertones

Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick - Ian Dury & The Blockheads

Memories, memories.

Working from home, Tuesday afternoon, 17th May, 2016.

It's a hard-knock life.

Emlyn's first wander outside the apartment to an accompaniment of slurping.

Oh yes, before I forget, I have been listening to Tales From The Topographic Oceans by Yes.
Let's just say it's not one of their best and leave it at that.