Gloria, naturally, sees things a little differently. She says this is the view she gets in her bath.
Here the RHS have been building a lovely Pixie Village to protect the garden from winter. These whimsical shadows of childhood are much appreciated by those up us dealing with the decades of decrepitude.
Gloria has done as much running and shouting as she can manage and if we appeared to be transfixed it was just fatique.
They say that the universe balances itself. For every fragile delight there must be a dark and ugly force and this is what they will be hatching from. An infant Gloria could have emerged from such a cocoon but she would have to be inflated and I don't see any volunteers on the horizon.
Gloria was delighted by them because she has a new gadget that allows her to dangle a camera to ground level and take photographs. She says that it creates the illusion of bending over.
Ha! Those were the days.
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