Monthly Archives: November 2020

The Pump House (a Bristol pub, previously the Cumberland Basin Hydraulic Engine, or Pump, House) now has automatic milk sales. Where will this madness end?

This Iron Age fort is only a few miles from us, but it seems a while since we were last there. We walked from the legendary Black Horse pub in Clapton in Gordano (currently closed, of course) under the M5, … Continue reading →

Snacks available at Southmead Hospital:

Got to do something ‘cos it’s sunny. The beach opposite Brean Down, south of Weston-Super-Mare was a good choice, partly because the tide was in and partly because we bumped into Miles, Flo and Mabel.

No. The early-morning sun on drops of rain on the trees opposite our house.

We walked through Axbridge and around the reservoir. Last picture is a distant Cheddar Gorge. We drove back through the gorge, followed by Burrington Coombe and Brockley Coombe. A gorgeous day. Geddit?

The new Green Way connects St Pauls Learning Centre, the Adventure Playground and Halston Drive Community Room in Bristol. Murals that celebrate world foods have been painted at two of the hubs, and new benches, trees and signs line the … Continue reading →

Normally, a short-cut across the pitch and putt course at Ashton Court requires concentration on wayward golf balls, but thanks to the virus, no golf! With our eyes caste downwards we spotted this Scarlet Waxcap mushroom. Actually, I spotted it, … Continue reading →

Back in May, I noted the course of the railway which, it is planned, will in a year or two be re-opened to link Portishead with Bristol. The track has been completely impenetrable but someone has been busy in the … Continue reading →

Last chance before Lockdown 2.0. We met Wendy, Graham and Emma at Purton, for a walk along the Sharpness canal. Lunch later at Sharpness. Fabulous weather. And we spoke, briefly, to Helen Rome, a fellow hasher in the ‘nineties, here … Continue reading →