Another years pumpkin party

This Supermoon in April 2020 is not pink at all. The ‘pink’ is referred as the colour of wild ground phlox or “moss Pink” as it is sometimes called, and is traditionally  a sign of both springtime and Easter.

Luckilly this Month we have clear skies to view the best of 2020’s supermoons.

Another 5th of November is upon us, and the weather was not favourable until late on the 5th. Some displays were cancelled due to the amount of rain that had fallen. Non-the-less, fire and fireworks were to be had and the log burner roared for another year which became quite fortuitous as our central heating had broken down.

It was a perfect night for bonfire night this year. It had been cold for the past days with very little wind. A full moon arose, along-with a very cold chill.

The display was as good as last year. Being over a weekend, bonfire night and fireworks had been going off for the previous nights. There was a cracking display that was watched from our upstairs window in the comfort of our own home, accompanied by an alcoholic beverage or two. Strangely, no actual bonfire, but the Fire Brigade had turned out?

Spring is probably my favourite time of year.

Not only is it the time to be completing new fishing membership forms for the forthcoming course fishing season, it is the time when the hedgerow lanes burst into colour.

Ferns, Bluebells, Corncockle, Red Campiion, Ramsons, Meadow Buttercup and the wonderful Cow Parsley form part of our native hedgerows at this time of year. The Bluebell of course, a highly prized delicacy of the rabbit.

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Remember, remember the 6th of November!

Picture of a red starburst firework

I cannot recall a bonfire night so cold. The 5th saw torrential cold rain, with a good measure of hail and sleet mixed in. I thought the night would be a total wash-out this year. Miraculously, around 18:00, the sky cleared and we could venture-forth. We were lucky to see some great displays; the latest kicking-off at 21:30. As soon as this display was ending the heavens opened again and we were treated to yet more sleet. Even the gritters were on the main roads tonight; not a good sign so early in November.

Picture of a firework

The 6th saw the best display this year, which was held near the grounds of a local castle. The day was a mirror image of the 5th, with heavy rain/sleet on and off all day; and the sky clearing allowing just enough time for the fireworks.

The gritters were once again on the roads tonight. I fear we may be in for a long bad winter.

Upon my recent fishing trip, I received a kind gift of a jar of Blackcurrant and Redcurrant jelly.

Jolly nice it is too, and goes very well on toasted crumpet, and an obligatory mug of tea.

I do not have much confidence that this will last a week!

I am not one for sending cards. Nor do I ever expect to receive in return.

However, this year I received from a good friend this card. It was on our mantelpiece for some days before I realised what the picture was.

The person who sent this I know to be fond of Tunnocks biscuits, but what they didn’t know, is that I am a great fan too.

An argument will always rage; are these cakes or biscuits? but either way, they are very nice.

What is nice as well, is to receive a hand made card. Thank you very much – you know who you are.

Merry Christmas to you all!

It was a wet and rainy Bonfire Night, we still had a blast!

Amazingly the rain stopped just as the first firework was lit. We have not been to this particular display for some years, and it did not disappoint.

I would say the locals would not be getting their bins emptied, nor their street lighting switched on for some weeks, as the amount of fireworks that went up in smoke must have cost the council a small fortune, but very, very much worth it.

Remember, remember the fifth of November?

Here are some really nostalgic pictures of fireworks and their posters from yesteryear.

Can you see your favourite amongst these? My favourites were definitely the ‘Air Bombs’ which are now banned unfortunately, along with probably all the other really good fireworks that you used to be able to buy.

The Bank Holiday was spent in Last of The Summer Wine country, with its absolutely stunning scenery, taking long, long walks. The only thing missing was the good lady and I racing down hill in a bath on wheels.

Picture of two David Brown white tractors