An Art Installation ….. Or Something Missed By The Bin Men

As you know Nigel had a habit of finding things on his daily meanderings…….

…… he is also learning a bit about art from Hugh.

So, he is now wondering if this is simply a frame abandoned or missed by the bin men ……..

…….. or has he stumbled on an important art installation,  left with the purpose of making those who pass it think, a bit  like The Empty Picture Frame by Rene Magritte. To be honest, I am more inclined to the former, but what do I know?

https://www.renemagritte.org/the-empty-picture-frame.jsp

A Late Addition To Our HoliBob Packing ……..

I thought we were almost packed for our Cretan Odyssey …….. but then Nigel, bless him, disappeared up to Aldi and came up with a late last addition to our suitcase…………

…….in the guise of a donut rubber ring, which he assures me is 100% calorie free!  What is he like?

He said that he had originally set his heart on a flamingo one, after Darrell had told him that flamingos were “ ….tres de rigueur  sur la plage” this summer,  but sadly, the one he had his eye on in The Works had all sold out.

Said blow up donut is absolutely mahoooooooosive and as such will require, I sense, an awful amount of puff to get it sea worthy, which begs the question ……….

……. which mug monkey is going to volunteer to blow it up each day ……… Nigel?!!

And There Was Light …….

I have to admit that there have been a few dark days Chez Le Towers of late ……..

……… with the spring, the trees on the bank down to the river have come into leaf.

Romantic and shady though it may look, the branches (with said leaves) have unfortunately started to encroach on our communal garden and as a result we have found that the light in our lounge and kitchen has become diminished, and so I have found myself in correspondence with our property manager.

I was just about to send another e-mail, when, this morning, a large van with a group of gentlemen, who I presumed must have been lumberjacks, with all manner of dangerous, rufty tufty looking tools and hard hats drew up outside our block.  It was all very exciting, I am only sorry I wasn’t able to stay to watch them at work, but I had the nursery run to do.

But, when I returned later in the day, the large overhanging branches had been cut right back  and the light had miraculously returned to The Towers ……. RESULT! 

With this success under my wings, I am now wondering whether I should say something about the state of the fence that runs along the garden, as it is so flimsy it serves no purpose ……  hmmmmm.

Do Not Block The Entrance

The temporary duck pond that tickled Nigel so much the other day is now drying up ……

However, this is no bad thing, it had caused the little fella no end of worry knowing how many huge lorries must have passed over it each day.

Nigel is glad that “his” renegade  ducks have found another refuge  ………

……..even if they are now  “blocking” the entrance of the electric substation!

What are they like?

Swings And Roundabouts Of A Confectionary Type Nature ……..

With great sadness our Evesham confectionary emporium of choice, Mr Chills, is no longer …………………

However, all is not lost ………..

……..the bon bon dishes Darrell puts out each evening for our televisual delectation will not be found wanting ……….

……. because, fortuitously, Mr Chills metamorphosed almost overnight into Gummy Gumdrops ………

……… and well, it would have been rude not to sample a few of their wares courtesy of Nigel ……..

……. even if, I dare say, some of his much considered pick and mix selection may not have been exactly what Darrell and I might have chosen ourselves, bless him.

Ducks A Waddling And A Paddling

There’s a rather large puddle, near the bridge, at the top of our estate ………..

…….. which appears to have become home for a group of three to four ducks.

But, said puddle set up, though very cosy and cute is worrying Nigel to bits, because during the day the area is used by heavy lorries carrying scrap metal as an access to the yard behind ……….

……. and, poor Nigel has noticed that the ducks also have a very laissez faire attitude as far as any traffic is concerned, and so refuse to be rushed when they are waddling to and from “their” puddle through the estate, no matter how large and imposing the vehicle.

So worried about making some make shift placards of his own and then contacting the council requesting that to put up some official  “Beware of the Ducks” signs all down the road.

There has also been some speculation at The Towers about why the ducks have left the river for such a puddle ………..

Has there been some sort of duck disagreement? Are these ducks outcasts, bullied and seeking sanctuary or are they maverick ducks, out to do their own thing, casting aside the traditions and social complexities of duckdom.

I guess we will never know.  But what I do know is that their affinity with this puddle is causing Nigel a lot of restless nights and constant fretful musings.

Doggy Swim Suits?

Hugh is passionate about his four beloved basset hounds who are often to be seen walking through Notting Hill  in the latest Prada, Gucci or Dolce and Gabbana collars and bandanas

But, Nigel doubts very much if they would, sadly, ever be seen in the latest, en trend  B & M Bargain doggy swimsuit …….

…… mainly because Hugh is a total stranger to the delights of said B & M Bargains and secondly because he just wouldn’t be able to calculate that £3.99 is an actual price, bless him.

The little doggy dresses would probably be a no no too, especially the unicorn one, as Hugh has an humungous aversion to all things of a unicorn type nature, despite all his glitz and sparkle, he says, that he just doesn’t “get them”, My Little Ponies yes, rainbow unicorns NO!  What is he like?

Nigel Makes Darrell’s Day

Nigel knows all to well that Darrell is a martyr to his rigorous beauty regime and there is nothing he appreciates more than a bonnet de douche to keep his hair covered when he gives it a deep conditioning treatment, or reversely, to stop his fringe falling onto his forehead when he is having a face mask.

So, you can imagine how thrilled Nigel was to find economy packs of nine said bonnets in Pound Plus on the nearby retail park for just £1

He was also tempted to treat Darrell to a set of sleep in rollers as a joke, but then thought better of it, as Darrell might very well have taken them seriously, a la Hugh, who, I understand, never sleeps without his.

It goes without saying that Darrell was absolutely thrilled with Nigel’s kind and thoughtful considered purchase and gift ……….

…….. especially with our impending Cretan Odyssey to prepare for, Darrell certainly doesn’t want to be found wanting in the luxurious locks department on a romantic Cretan beach at sunset!  What is he like?

I Just Daren't Tell Darrell

It hasn’t gone unnoticed by my good self that the bathroom showroom up by Tom and The Lovely Laura’s has undergone a total refurbishment  ……..

……. and is now sporting some very impressive bathroom displays…….

…… and, could it be me, but, is the bidet is making a subtle comeback?

Now, I have a quandary, I know Darrell is currently heavily into project managing a bit of a re-arrangement of his and Nigel’s bedroom ……

….. but, if I mention this new bathroom type development, he’ll be up here like a shot, as we have a slight problem with the tiling in our en-suite shower room that I know has also been getting on his aesthetic nerves of late. If I am not careful, before I know it, there will be another set of plans laid out on the lounge table ……. and I am not sure if I can cope with that, especially as all I really want to think about, at the moment, is our fast approaching Cretan Odyssey ……..

No Nigel, No ……

I seem to be doing an awful lot of “oh dearing” at the moment ……..

Nigel had already spotted Darrell’s diamond knobs, put ready for the much anticipated refurb of their bedroom while we are away on our Cretan Odyssey and then he went and saw these wallpaper gems in B M Bargains …….

..…….. he is now rampantly trying to persuade Darrell to also include a “signature wall” in his plans, to incorporate such said gems!  Heaven help me and poor Mr Pete!

Evesham Under Evasion

Poor, poor Nigel, yesterday he was so terrified that Evesham had been invaded by Storm Troopers that he ran all the way to The Towers to warn Darrell and I to prepare for a siege, and hence there being no time for any other photos …….

It took several cups of hot sweet tea, (an accompanying and usually welcome hobnob was totally out of the question as Nigel could hardly swallow),  before Darrell could finally get through to the little fella that it was just The Regal advertising that they were showing the new Star Wars film. What is he like?

What Have I Done?

I admit that I didn’t look too closely at Darrell’s plans for his and Nigel’s room, but Darrell has reasonably good taste  and I trust that anything he has come up with will not  be too outrageous.  All I  really know is that it included quite a few drawers and several cupboard doors  ………. so when Darrell disappeared into town to, he said,  look at “knobs”, I wasn’t untowardly concerned ………..

…….. however, when he got home I hadn’t quite anticipated the number of knobs he’d had been thinking of ………

……. or that they would be so ornamental and sparkly!

Trust is a beautiful thing, and (I think) I trust Darrell, so who am I to doubt or rain on his rather twinkly parade?