Saturday, 19 April 2014


Warm days in late March,
Three days in Amsterdam.

Staying on the waterfront that leading to a massive expanse of water called Houthavens.

From my hotel room, a glass box like some cabin on top of vertiginous crane, I look down on barges and long low freighters in constant convoy.

Each day I walk along the Westerdok I am fearful of into the path of some cyclist going home.

A beer after work, in a cafĂ©–restaurant called De Gouden Reael,

Off the street it is cool inside and warmed by quiet conversations.
I enjoy lovely dark ale De Koninck (and it is the king of beers)
The proprietoress delicately places a small dish of nuts next to my beer.

And soon the wonderful Dutch train system whisks me back to Schiphol airport and home for the weekend.  an excellent place to drink or eat!

Thursday, 17 April 2014


Bhaji, Papadum, Chutneys and finely chopped onions are all beautifully prepared at Peppers

These are the enticing preludes to fine Indian food  provided by Hoque and his team of helpful waiters.

Every time we are in Worcester, staying with super-chums Chrisp and Liz, we are taken to Peppers to enjoy the boona, lamb methi, saag, tikka masala, rogan josh and paneer.

All quite wonderful and highly recommended.

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Sunday, 30 March 2014


A montage of estuary, fish and boats.
I discovered some drawing made in 2011 when I went with Mike and Dave to North Norfolk and having recently re-connected with them created a montage of estuary, fish and boats. Missing only was the gulls' cry.

'There are few places in England where you can get so much wildness and desolation of sea and sandhills, wood, green marsh and grey saltings as at Wells in Norfolk.'
The naturalist W.H. Hudson (1841-1922) 

Saturday, 29 March 2014



Every week now I pass through the gates to Dunchurch Park. And pass through again to indicate the end of another visit. Two classical pillars embroidered with wrought iron filigree and from these posterns the long drive, thankfully bereft of speed bumps.

grand gates for a grand entrance

More gates, this time a tall tower that was once the entrance to the stable block, a quadrangle that has now been converted to guest quarters which on most visits I am billeted.

the gateway to my quarters

The gardens of Dunchurch Park are excellent. 

I have inveigled my way in with the team of gardeners. They have disarmed by obsequiousness and allow me free run of the dilapidated greenhouses which are Victorian and
Free run of the greenhouses
leavened with the scent of soil, growth and decay.

Tuesday, 18 March 2014

5 DRAWINGS 5 DAYS Drawing 5

Day 5
A yelp from Rosie! Was it a mouse or some such from the undergrowth? A jogger passes twenty minutes and us by later again, this time pausing for a moment to say hello to R.
Even with new pen nibs from Cornelissen and Son does little to aid my line making! 

This will all be continued. (thanks for sticking with it)

Monday, 17 March 2014

5 DRAWINGS 5 DAYS: Drawing 4

Day 4

Back to our afternoon shift and golden sun on the posts that mark the railway line. Rosie has a real run around with a Cavalier Spaniel.