Monday, 7 November 2011
Monday 7th November, 2011
Had my first days hunting for ages, but its the way to do it. Wandered down to Horseheath, picked up Murphy the horse at 10.30am, all tacked up and ready from lovely Sarah and off I went. Buzzed around Horseheath for a while doing a lot of jumps including one which may well appear in that most noted of publications, "Hound" magazine, whose photographer was following us for the day. If it does it will show me flying over a hedge, out of control, one handed and with a look of complete terror on my face. I stayed out to the bitter end - just after 4pm - and I doubt I will be able to walk the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow was meant to be my trip to Snowdon, but I think I will have to put that on hold.
Saturday, 5 November 2011
Saturday 5th November, 2011
Kings Fireworks last night were as grim as anticipated but at least over and done with quickly enough.
Talking of which, I've just come in from a 20 minute conversation with Gully, Lottie's pony, who thinks the same about fireworks as I do.
Anyway, you will want to know how I got on shooting today. My hours at the clay pigeon range helped a little albeit I had to apologise to one of the pickers up on the second drive as my language was just a bit too fruity after missing my fourth consecutive phezzie. Things improved after that though and I had the satisfaction of picking one off in front of Max's nose. V pleasing. And what's more Nigel Gambier gave me a lift up to Bosworth this morning so my lunch was washed down with copious amounts of white, red and a couple of glasses of port and I shot beautifully after that.....allowing for a little alcohol induced exageration.
Now, a strange situation this evening. Just Sophie and me, home alone on a Saturday evening. What bliss eh.
Talking of which, I've just come in from a 20 minute conversation with Gully, Lottie's pony, who thinks the same about fireworks as I do.
Anyway, you will want to know how I got on shooting today. My hours at the clay pigeon range helped a little albeit I had to apologise to one of the pickers up on the second drive as my language was just a bit too fruity after missing my fourth consecutive phezzie. Things improved after that though and I had the satisfaction of picking one off in front of Max's nose. V pleasing. And what's more Nigel Gambier gave me a lift up to Bosworth this morning so my lunch was washed down with copious amounts of white, red and a couple of glasses of port and I shot beautifully after that.....allowing for a little alcohol induced exageration.
Now, a strange situation this evening. Just Sophie and me, home alone on a Saturday evening. What bliss eh.
Friday, 4 November 2011
Friday 4th November, 2011
I think I have managed to sell our horse-walker, a large round metal and rubber monstrosity, on Ebay. How about that?! The great thing is, if the guy is true to his word and comes and collects it early next week, a space will have been cleared for me to start my gardening leave properly and create a vegetable plot. Too exciting for words.
When I set off at 10am to take Mum to Peterborough station for her train north there was a plumber, electrician, builder and gardener all parked at our house. There is a disconcerting side to gardening leave. What are all these men doing for Sophie?? Ignorance is bliss.
I have hatched a plan to drive over to Snowdon one of these days and run up to the top. When to fit it in though? So much to do. Anyway that was the incentive needed to drag myself out for a 9 mile run this afternoon followed by a 45 min dog walk. Twiggie caught a squirrel. I took a photo of the two of them and emailed it to Bob. He'll be thrilled.
If ever I wanted it to bucket with rain it is tonight. Kings College School fireworks evening. Next to Halloween close to being my worst evening of the year. Oooooh, aaaaaah and sugar crazed children running around in the dark screaming.
Tomorrow I'm off shooting so we will see if my trips to the clay pigeon centre at Lakenheath have paid off. I think I must admit to being not entirely sure that they have done much good really.
When I set off at 10am to take Mum to Peterborough station for her train north there was a plumber, electrician, builder and gardener all parked at our house. There is a disconcerting side to gardening leave. What are all these men doing for Sophie?? Ignorance is bliss.
I have hatched a plan to drive over to Snowdon one of these days and run up to the top. When to fit it in though? So much to do. Anyway that was the incentive needed to drag myself out for a 9 mile run this afternoon followed by a 45 min dog walk. Twiggie caught a squirrel. I took a photo of the two of them and emailed it to Bob. He'll be thrilled.
If ever I wanted it to bucket with rain it is tonight. Kings College School fireworks evening. Next to Halloween close to being my worst evening of the year. Oooooh, aaaaaah and sugar crazed children running around in the dark screaming.
Tomorrow I'm off shooting so we will see if my trips to the clay pigeon centre at Lakenheath have paid off. I think I must admit to being not entirely sure that they have done much good really.
Thursday, 3 November 2011
Thursday 3rd November, 2011
Shame on me two fold. Didn't write anything yesterday and today when I might have been able to tell you all about the new Mike Leigh play "Grief" that Sophie, Mum and I were intending to go and see this evening, I have to confess that we were running a little late, my home made pizza's were not quite ready and it started to rain bucket loads so we binned the idea and stayed at home.
Anyway it had been a busy day. I have booked flights to Sri Lanka for a few weeks time. Chennai is the capital of Sri Lanka isn't it?? Should be lovely.
Other than that I have got to know a funny little man in the village who walks his dog all day long. In the last four days I have passed him four times. Once I was running, once in the Polo, the third day I was in the Porsche ( roof down ) and today riding River with Gully in hand. I think he considers me a funny little man also.
Hen's photos appeared in December edition of "Tatler" alongside those of Hugo Burnand. Fame indeed.
Anyway it had been a busy day. I have booked flights to Sri Lanka for a few weeks time. Chennai is the capital of Sri Lanka isn't it?? Should be lovely.
Other than that I have got to know a funny little man in the village who walks his dog all day long. In the last four days I have passed him four times. Once I was running, once in the Polo, the third day I was in the Porsche ( roof down ) and today riding River with Gully in hand. I think he considers me a funny little man also.
Hen's photos appeared in December edition of "Tatler" alongside those of Hugo Burnand. Fame indeed.
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Tuesday 1st November, 2011
Hope not too many people are reading this pile of rubbish. Really not doing much in the way of inspiration at the moment! Don't get me wrong. Blissfully happy. My day reads as follows: up at 6.15am.....pootled about.....ran to the Post Office to hand in a parcel and then on to complete a 6 miler.....pootled a bit more...took dogs for a walk......went into Cambridge. Had lunch at Jamie's with Mum and Sophie....bought a pair of cords.....watched Lottie's tennis lesson.....came home....had a glass or two of Pinot Grigio....watched TV....went to bed.
In between all of this I noted Nomura's diabolical financial results and had a couple of text message exchanges with former colleagues who are not having a lot of fun at the moment.
In between all of this I noted Nomura's diabolical financial results and had a couple of text message exchanges with former colleagues who are not having a lot of fun at the moment.
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