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Railway Children 2021

Railway Children 2021 Dear Friends of Mindfully Bertie. Each year we post an extra story about our chosen charity. Railway Children. We hope you will read last year’s and the charity’s website this year and contribute if you feel able to do so.


This Service is Cancelled

(Includes Landscape Photographer of the Year). This service is Cancelled “This service is cancelled. There has been an incident at West Croydon. Please leave the train and return to the concourse.” We all did as we were were told, apart from one chap in the corner with noise reduction headphones who had to be tapped…


A Tribute to Rosemary

Rosemary Bobby’s mobile phone rarely rings away from Laurel Cottage. His endless communication with the rest of the world being by all those other means at our disposal now. So when it rings it is usually important. Just twice in fact in nearly three months. Both, by coincidence, while sitting in the sunshine at the…


I Have a Dream

Bobby: “I have a dream.” Bertie: “Do you keep it in a jar?”


Parham: When the Americans came to Suffolk

Parham Bertie: “You OK, Bobby? You look a bit Uncle Dick!” Bobby: “Cream crackered Bertie. The buses and Sutton United yesterday were brilliant, but I’m knackered.”


The Treasures of Sutton Hoo

Sutton Hoo Bobby stood on top of the burial mound of one of the greatest archaeological discoveries of all time. The marvellous tour guide was ending her tour of the Royal Burial Mounds to the gathering by asking “Does anyone know where the treasures of Sutton Hoo were kept during the war?” Naturally, he responded:…


The Man Who Talks Too Much

Bobby talks too much. Everybody says so. He gets on their nerves. And his own. Wears them out. Bores them silly. Causes them to drive by. Cross the road. Hide. Anything to avoid him. Not because they don’t like him. Probably. But simply they haven’t got the time or patience for his incessant chatter.


The Church in the Farmyard

Wisley Church You know how we love Wisley Gardens. Like the other week, when we just came to the gardens for an al fresco Al-Anon meeting. Read a book. Americano. With milk and shortbread. And, last week, a flower show as well! Luvverly.


Fantasy and Illusion

As we left the busy A3 at the RHS Wisley junction, we immediately became aware of the volume of traffic heading into the gardens. The long patient queue of people at the entrance, including lots of young children, only added to the illusion that this was a good idea. A horticultural version of Brighton Beach…


Lighting a Candle for Diddley (and for Peter)

Lighting a Candle