About Bobby’s Girl.
Bobby’s Girl. Love is a Many Splendoured Thing: It can be disguised as infatuation. The dictionary describes this as temporary madness. For when the dust has settled, as it inevitably must, you could be at the start of a true romance. Or wake up, look across the pillows and think: “Oh my God. Who the…
Spitalfields 2017.
Christmas Day Morning in Spitalfields 2017. A few years ago Bobby read a glowing book review of “Spitalfields Life”. By the Gentle Author (GA). He bought the book. Took it to Skomer Island and read it avidly for a whole week. Little did he know that was the start of an adventure. Not just in…
I Died Today…
I Died Today… Gor blimey Bobby. Who do you think you are. Shakespeare? This blog is supposed to be fun. Entertaining. Cheerful. Not bleedin miserable. (Sarf London). I Died Today? But, of course, there is a point and a story or two, or three or four. But first, if you are lucky enough, give him…
Little White Bear.
Little White Bear. COMPETITIONS AFTER STORY. VALUABLE PRIZES! Bertie: “Cor blimey. Wots the matter with you, Little White Bear?” LWB: ”You!” Bertie: ”Wot have I done mate?” LWB: ”Nothing. Nothing at all. We have lived in the same house and shared the same sofa most of the time and you have never spoken to me…
Cotswold Granny.
Cotswold Granny. It’s very nearly Christmas. Here at Mindfully Bertie we have a very special present for you. Our first book/booklet. Published in its 14 page entirety. Just as it was written in the fair hand of Diddley’s Cotswold Granny. Entitled “Things I Remember”. It’s best read in her beautiful handwriting but, if that is…
The Kitchen Window.
The Kitchen Window. But first. Here is our Christmas card for 2017. Bobby was going digital, but realised he liked the tradition of sending cards. There are so many ways now of personalising cards that you don’t have to buy the packs of really boring cards. The charities are complaining that they are missing out….
Small Talk Saves Lives.
Small Talk Saves Lives. Hasn’t it been a wonderful autumn! Here in the Surrey Hills that surround Laurel Cottage, the beech trees take your breath away. But, as I write this, the temperature is dropping, the wind gathering, followed by the leaves. Or as Eva Cassidy sang… The falling leaves Drift by my window The…
The Biggest Aspidistra in the World … Maybe.
The Aspidistra. Deep in in a gloomy corner of the dining room of Laurel Cottage lurks a dark green monster with long pointed teeth. Diddley hated it for its gloomy, “never doing anything”, dust gathering, countenance. To Bobby, it is his most treasured plant possession. A plant with history, charisma, and a longer life than…
Remembrance of Private Evan Davies.
Private Evan Davies. Poor old Bobby. His bonce is all over the place. So many family issues. So much emotion from the passing of Amber. When five grandchildren took over Laurel Cottage last weekend, Bobby slunk off to the the room at the bottom of the garden. Soon to be featured in “Room at the…
A Great Success (Over GAD).
A Great Success! Gor blimey … ere we go again. We were going to tell you about our latest trip to “ee by gum country”. But, instead, his mind has been hijacked, and he wants you to know about his Great Success. Just over a week ago. What I am about to tell you, with…