Fame - er no not really !
Dear Monty, It seems I am almost as well known as you - well perhaps not. As you know Monty I have been writing to you for some years now and it seems that a few other people are reading my correspondence. I will be opening the garden under the www.ngs.org.uk and the editor of our local paper picked up that fact from the 'Yellow Book' and also read the blog. So the long and short (mainly short) of it is that a telephone interview took place and a photographer was dispatched. The most painful part of the process was the photographer - he posed me with shears and secateurs in the most unnatural poses, and trying to smile for such a grumpy person as myself was a challenge - so I ended up looking like an elderly demented rabbit. I'm not sure if during your filmed and photographed life you have ever been asked to hold your stomach in - but there I was trying to smile whilst straining the few abdominal muscles I have hidden under the rolls. The garden is not loo...
Here you go getting all thought provoking again! Immediately after your heading "No Words" there are, in fact, three. Is there some deep inner meaning here? The dichotomy of silence and noise? Or should I just immerse myself in the unusual array of vertical branches in photo 4?
ReplyDeleteImmerse yourself John ! Those verticals are this years spurs on the apple tree - they need pruning back before spring.
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