Up to the highest heights

On Sunday we took Stevie for a hang-gliding lesson.  Stevie had made the mistake about a year ago of casually saying it looked fun.  I made a mental note and proudly presented him with a gift voucher for his birthday.  For some reason it has taken some months for him to book it. We all…

Brushing past at Great Dixter

It’s a while since I posted A Perfect Day at Great Dixter, and therefore I felt completely justified in returning again today.  I took along a willing victim, my younger daughter. I may have said before that cake is important when taking young people garden visiting.  So on our arrival, we briefly brushed past the poppies,…

A Perfect Day at Great Dixter

I’ve always felt that in any one year, there is one perfect ice-cream.  Usually near the start of summer, or even late spring, often the first really warm day.  You find the ice-cream van at just the right time, and its Mr Whippy is just the right consistency, and the 99 flake is just the…