April showers in Vancouver

Pictures from me not forthcoming yet are they?! Camera battery flat, took me ages to find a bloody adaptor (doh, forgot to buy one in uk) and then not the easiest to find somewhere secure where I can charge the damn thing. Anyway, pictures soon I promise!

Vancouver is a great city. I thought it was a bit clean cut at first but needless to say through Pat I've seen the...ummm, how shall I say... alternatively engaging side. And we are gradually working our way through every type of cuisine available (believe me that's a lot).

So I've seen lots of cool stuff in the past week - eagles eating seagulls, amazing totem poles, huge trees, copious amounts of fat brown rain and a whole bunch of mountains.

Easter Sunday

Last walk in the Blackdowns for a while. Vancouver tomorrow.

Devon

A handful of skulls loiter around the back door protecting us from something or other. This is the only one I could find this morning.


50p for half a dozen bantam eggs, 60p for duck eggs. Any empty egg boxes gratefully received.



A rare cooked breakfast - too many eggs, they need eating.



Fiver and Charlie





The story of the red dresser for those who remember...

Lorraine, Naomi and I bought this from the Salvation Army shop on Dumbarton Road, Glasgow in spring 1999. I think we paid £8. We were staying in an enormous ground floor flat on Kersland Street which had neither central heating nor furniture (though it did have its very own double entrance, including storm doors that opened on to the street - quite glamorous really). The idea of painting this red was to help warm up, if only visually, a very chilly household. We carried this coffin-like sideboard the 3/4 of a mile up Byres Road to the strains of the funeral march sang to us by passers by. We recruited a stranger with a hangover to help us along the way.

It had its heyday in our vast and empty hallway was almost 6 years of decline in a barn in Devon (the only £8 piece of furniture to travel the 500 miles from Scotland to the West Country in a van that was hard-pushed to go over 50mph).

Today it has finally found its rightful place in the lambing shed.