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Back to the photos. I love this time of year, not least for the lilacs in my neighbours' garden, which overhangs mine - glorious colours.  Glorious indeed IGI. I admired a purple lilac today and made a mental note to put one in my garden for next year. Whites do look terribly once they start to go brown. I've just had to pick browning flowers off my little pinky-red camellia as they do rather spoil it. Oops, better go over to the Gardening thread I suppose! |
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I do know Bishop Michael after visits he made to my previous school.
I'm afraid that with a name like Scott-Joynt I can only ever imagine him with a spliff hanging out of the side of his mouth, a bit like Marty Feldman's 'The Bishop of No Fixed Abode'. (But then I've always been rather childish.) Back on topic, ahem. Wow, that is almost lilac porn, IGI. Gloriously juicily fructious. If I were a bee I'd go berserk. |
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« Reply #542 on: 20:52:12, 07-05-2008 » |
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I don't go into the Cathedral too often,
And with the present Bishop of Winchester you need a rabies injection before you do. Now, now, Don B....although not a practising Christian, I do know Bishop Michael after visits he made to my previous school. Some eight years on, and at a different school, he stills remembers my name, stops to chat and always asks about cricket and music, having picked up they are my great passions. He's always struck me as a very nice chap and has tremendous presence. I always thought the Bishop of Winchester was poisonous cos in the House of Lords he was so anti-gay civil marriages and gay rights in general? Mind you, scandal in Church of Wales! The Bishop of St. Davids resigns! He was too close to his (Female) chaplain. Evidently. Well, the Welsh, they have Passion, look you. Can't be helped. Look at all the Drapers for mad for love in every village, Duw, Duw! |
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Well, the Welsh, they have Passion, look you. Can't be helped. Look at all the Drapers for mad for love in every village, Not to mention Ron Davies and his, er, badgers. |
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« Reply #544 on: 21:54:42, 07-05-2008 » |
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shame on you, Lord Richard of Abertawe, cannot a Welshman go badger spotting on Clapham Common without nasturiums being cast?
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« Reply #545 on: 22:25:03, 07-05-2008 » |
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Antheil has drawn attention to the sub-text of my intemperate post earlier. IGI and I have exchanged grown-up PMs on the subject, and I would be grateful to see some more glorious photographs in due course. (Thank you, anty. Michael Scott Joynt is my least favourite Anglican bishop, with the possible exceptions of the Bishops of Carlisle and Rochester - both of whom have grotty cathedrals. As a good Anglo-Catholic I combine the highest view of the bishop's office with potentially the lowest view of their judgment.)
So some more pikkies, please. From that notoriously bishop-free land north of Hadrian's Wall?
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh: a time to mourn, and a time to dance
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« Reply #546 on: 23:26:53, 07-05-2008 » |
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How can I deny such a request, Don B? This is a long way north of either Roman Wall (for Antoninus built one in the central belt on a line roughly between Glasgow and Edinburgh as well as Hadrian's further south): yet for all that, it's less than a league from a Roman camp. The legions were up here in strength once: along the whole length of the Tay there are forts and camps including one near Fortingall close to Loch Tay, whose churchyard, incidentally, contains a yew tree reputed to be the oldest living thing in Europe, maybe three thousand years old. The camp in question here though is near Whigstreet, and the view is the same one last seen in autumn: the beech-wood at Denside (with the stress markedly on the second syllable). Not all of the trees are in leaf yet, and those that are have that very translucent spring green hue to them. |
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« Reply #547 on: 10:35:32, 08-05-2008 » |
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Yes, isn't it lovely when trees are no longer bare, but you can still see sunlight through light green leaves? At the end of summer they are all dusty.
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« Reply #548 on: 21:21:34, 08-05-2008 » |
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Snapped this today, again on the little camera. No comments about mint sauce please!  [cotitsalv] |
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« Reply #549 on: 09:57:55, 09-05-2008 » |
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I'd prefer redcurrant jelly anyway...  |
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« Reply #550 on: 17:37:24, 09-05-2008 » |
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An occasional visitor to these boards contacted me recently to say that she'd be in the vicinity today with some free time: I arranged to pick her up at Abroath station this morning, and then drove inland for a wee meander around Glen Doll before picking up a meal at the hotel in Glen Clova and then a leisurely drove back in time for her train. Very pleasant weather, although it was starting to cloud over this afternoon. It may be warm, but the last of the snow has yet to thaw from the mountains. |
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« Reply #551 on: 17:57:51, 09-05-2008 » |
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Thanks for those evocative foties, Ron. Reminds me that I'm nae awa to bide awa'!  Stanley |
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« Reply #552 on: 23:36:09, 09-05-2008 » |
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Ahhh! Pink ears glowing in the sunshine! |
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« Reply #553 on: 23:49:04, 09-05-2008 » |
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Ahhh! Pink ears glowing in the sunshine!
I used to get those cycling to school! |
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« Reply #554 on: 22:14:12, 20-05-2008 » |
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I went to Uffmoor Wood near Halesowen yesterday only to discover that the small car park there had been closed until the end of June by the owners, the Woodland Trust. This was because irresponsible dog owners had been ignoring all the signs to keep dogs on leads, so dogs had been getting into neighbouring fields and killing lambs  However this had the advantage for me that I had the place to myself - apart from all the birds and lambs!
 The path I took along the south edge of the wood was awash with ramsons/wild garlic - there was a lovely garlicy smell.
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