Went to Colin Boots fiftieth birthday celebration/commiseration at the Bull and Butcher. Nice buffet had been laid on my Ricky, and Ursula had laid nice company. Usual culprits were in attendance. Many Old Speckled Hens later, Graham, Selina’s boyfriend came an picked us up to take us home.
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More work for Rosemary
Another weekend with Rosemary working the whole weekend in the office. At least the product her company is implementing is now live. So no more weekends, and hopefully she will be back early from now on. The weather was too windy for paragliding, so I was not able to make use of my free time. Usual lunch time trip to the P&A for lunch.
Funeral of Reg Nixy
Today at 10.30 a nearby neighbour, Reg Nixy was buried. He had lived to 85. He had fought in the war, and been evacuated from Dunkirk. They had lived in the village for over 50 years. The service was pleasant and well attended. Afterwards we adjourned to Jacks for tea and sandwiches.
Paragliding and Triumphs
Well I should have gone paragliding, but instead in the afternoon we washed the Triumph, took it for a drive and boiled the brake fluid. I did wonder why I could only get to 40 mph, and that had to be in third gear. So must speak to Graham to see what damage I have done to the front brake and cylinder. The paragliding bit, well I did some ground handling in the field. My last flights last year were all forwards launches, and I have all but forgotten how to do a reverse launch. I was also trying a technique, which is called the reverse hand launch. Something most people launch with, but I never mastered. It is a safer technique when launching in a strong wind on a hill.
Work work work
Saturday was a sad day for me. Rosemary had to work all day. Result was a lunchtime meal in the Plough and Anchor as a reward for me. I do love their starter salad of green leaves, oranges and raspberry juice. The main course was lobster.
Accident at the P&A
Last night, just after 9.00, a police car travelling from Bicester to Aylesbury on a blue light run was overtaking a van just before the Plough and Anchor pub. The van was turning into the pub, and has hit by the police car. The van ended up in the hedge. The police car took down the pub sign, (5 by 5 inch timber post), the cast iron lamp post which was shattered into may pieces some of which travelled 50 meters down the road. Took down the metal fence, hit the pub wall damaging the window and was wedged between the pub wall and the fence. No one was hurt.I was totally oblivious to what had happened, and only became aware of the problem when I went to the pub for a late nightcap. In the morning I took some pictures of the pub including one of Paul holding part of a pub sign on the other side of the road.
Tree planting
After a few days of cold and chaos on the roads caused by two inches of snow, the weather improved and the weekend was fine
Managed to plant the poplars replacing those that died from last year, and also creating a cluster in the field corner. The Holly and the firs went in between the graveyard and garden.
Snowing at last
Some real snow last night, all of three inches. By the time I had driven into Aylesbury there was none. We must have caught the edge of the snow because the M40 was closed going North.
Burns Night
Well not quite Burns Night, but for the Plough and Anchor, it was Burns Night.
Excellant meal was hosted by Paul Ring of the Plough and Anchor. The menu was Scottish, but was not all Haggis, Neaps and Tatties. We though did all get the chance for some Haggis even if we had not ordered it for the main course.
Next day was rather quite for me, rather too much Lagavulin the night before.
Day off work
Been a lovely day today. Sun shone all day, and even though the wind was blowing from the North East it was not that cold.
Had been invited to partcipate in some paragliding, but alas the guys were here to fix the hot tub which sprung a leak at the weekend. Instead waited for them, had a pint at the pub, downloaded some clip art of Scots men for the pub menu (Burns night) and had a big fire burning up all the rubbish wood from the grave yard, and cleared up some of the rubbish around the garden pond.
I could be a house husband anyday!