21st Century Mummy should know (BIG clue).
21st Century Mummy should know (BIG clue).

Parsley
And a new pot of Dill (two for a fiver at Bury Homebase).
Dill
My youngest has set a broad bean seed, which I am trying to nurture.

Broad bean (hidden from view)
I have not had such great luck with a Christmas rose, donated by my mum.
Poorly plant








Azamat
I love birds. I love watching them- they are both graceful and yet alarmed.
That's probably because of the actions of the youngsters in my home, though.
They have named two of the robins which visit Borat and Azamat. Borat won't fly away when they scare him, Azamat will.
My youngest decided to get in on the blogging lark, taking some pictures of their comedy-named wildlife.
Annoying technical wizard

WMD (Weapons Meaningless to Dad)
Why is that kids can pick up a piece of equipment and they just know how it works?
I have struggled, battled long and hard to work out my new camera.
They come along. Ping-ping-ping, eureka.
Grrrrr....

Hungry starling

Wet morning in Bury

Why all the fuss?

No, not a revelation that I'm really a renowned French chef...sorry regular reader(s).
Bumped into Jean Christophe Novelli at the Ideal Home Show at the weekend and what a nice chappie.
Typically, apparently, he turned up late - over half an hour. He bemoaned the state of West London's traffic.
I felt like shouting out loud about Bury St Edmunds' traffic and parking but felt it would fall on deaf ears.
When you think about it, a few months of pain on the Cattle Market, King's Road shut for 12 weeks, above-inflation hikes in parking fees at St Edmundsbury's car parks and today, Parkway multi-storey closed to early morning drivers...
Living in Bury St Edmunds (sorry, Ruby) sounds just peachy!
I've given up coffee - well, at least the hard stuff.
Hence no posts.
I have just got my hands on a pretty nice new camera, though. Thanks, Jessops - never been into your Traverse shop before but what a cornucopia of goodies.
Seen around Bury . . . please bear with me while I get used to the settings.
These posts will all soon be underground - they have a real beauty of their own though.
Texture always intrigues me. This one is in the Abbey Gardens. I was attacked by a low-flying duck for my art.
Wild flowers gone to seed.