tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post4902395812540383636..comments2024-03-26T07:58:59.761+00:00Comments on I'll think of something later: Early spring along the ThamesDavidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-57302627381786381802019-03-08T13:16:34.089+00:002019-03-08T13:16:34.089+00:00Well, I did say it was subjective - as is your rea...Well, I did say it was subjective - as is your reason for disliking the ferret. Can't resist that terrible (but suitable for children) joke: what's the difference between a weasel and a stoat? A weasel's weaselly recognised, whereas a stoat's stoatally different.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-50250549951454518492019-03-08T12:27:19.950+00:002019-03-08T12:27:19.950+00:00Glad you are over op and beginning to feel better....Glad you are over op and beginning to feel better. I've just been reading your Leonardo Post. I, like you, enjoy the drawings much more...though I do like most of the paintings. Must take issue with you on one point. I don't like the the so-called 'Lady with Ermine'. It is indisputably not an ermine, but a far more loathesome ferret.They are nasty bity untrustworthy beasts, far bigger than ermine. which are stoats. I do not like them one bit, so I don't like this painting. I'm sure it as always called an ermine for this very reason.Deborah vdBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07789643327148986487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-13278836274063963262019-03-05T19:53:27.595+00:002019-03-05T19:53:27.595+00:00Ah, well, I do it the laborious way of popping ove...Ah, well, I do it the laborious way of popping over occasionally to my handful of favourite blogs to see what's up. Happy memories of you, your J (mine was at work, I think) and me having one of TG's very delicious lunches. No idea what the food's like now, out of sheer bloody-mindedness I'm not going to patronise the cafe any more. What I saw of an artificial piled-up display inside didn't look promising. And the cake's CAN'T be as good - theirs were the best I ever tasted in London. <br /><br />Anyway, spring retreated and it's now very average February weather with a spot of blossom and magnolias out here and there.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-29344997736459744402019-03-05T18:50:20.945+00:002019-03-05T18:50:20.945+00:00So glad you alerted me of this post, as I didn’t s...So glad you alerted me of this post, as I didn’t spot it in my feed reader (they keep redesigning it and making it worse—much, I might add, like what has happened at the Chelsea Physic Garden. So glad we had a chance to sample Tangerine Dream before it disappeared.) Your photo post is glorious, gives one heart that spring will come not too long from now where we are.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15674930917585246294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-16792691631472225042019-03-02T15:50:41.563+00:002019-03-02T15:50:41.563+00:00Too many birds are being killed off in the UK for ...Too many birds are being killed off in the UK for dubious reasons, I read last week; the figures are alarming. <br /><br />You're so right about the nature of Tangerine Dream. They'd also removed all bar one of the outside tables, probably to focus their silly seating practice. I'm so huffy about it I may not bother to renew my membership. After all. Fulham Palace and its walled garden fulfil most of the needs formerly met by CPG.<br /><br />'Cuyp light' is spot on, and I wouldn't have thought of it.Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14506881804082382739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1248503935075362425.post-57186835440262049462019-03-02T15:15:04.299+00:002019-03-02T15:15:04.299+00:00Beautiful, love the fact that we were both hoverin...Beautiful, love the fact that we were both hovering on the edge of that same flood in that absurd Cuyp light. And I hadn't been to the Physic Garden yet this year so I didn't realise the bloody idiots had corporated the lovely cafe, which suited the gently eccentric character of the garden so well...<br /><br />We're two bends upstream from Kew, on the verdant banks of the river Crane - the old photographs before they imprisoned it in a concrete culvert would make you weep - and we have flocks of the jolly, raucous, pretty parakeets. Why would anyone cull them, only to allow magpies even greater dominance? Maev Kennedynoreply@blogger.com