theresalittleyellowidol
I'm a man of late fifties. I like stories, art and beauty. unless stated all my posts are my own.
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Latest Posts by theresalittleyellowidol
Giant pregnant lady at the Yorkshire Sculpture Park from the less exposed side.
Photograph by Mark Hodgson
"Cos we're gasoline alley bred"
Yorkshire around the time I was born.
Not sure which house.
photographer unknown
Sssh! It's a family of gas bottles hibernating for the winter
Photo by Mark Hodgson
Killing time with a walk on the misty Kennet and Avon canal
Photograph by Mark Hodgson
Photograph by Mark Hodgson
Photograph by Mark Hodgson
Photograph by Mark Hodgson
Photograph by Mark Hodgson
Foolish Ginger Tart
When Rupert re-hired Rebecca Brooks recently I decided not to buy anything more from his company’s. I don’t think she is particularly bad its just me being pissy but I’m sure she knew of the illegalities of her staff. Anyway Rebecca is not the ginger tart I’m talking of. A few Saturday’s ago we walked from Mudeford along the coast to Highcliffe Castle a lovely house, renovated after a fire in the 70’s. It was a beautiful sunny day. The sun shone through a gap in the trees through to the doorway of the Dorset country house and the view back went out as far as the Needles on the Isle of Wight. On the drive was a vintage car, stretched with an open top at the back, bridal flowers on the parcel shelf. On the house lawns waiters were pouring out champagne. Inside the bride and groom we’re say their vows. The bridal party came out a little later to sip the champagne and take pictures. The bride was a tall plump red head dressed in a very white traditional wedding dress, her groom was a slim chap in tails but no top hat. No matter what we think of marriage after our many years of enduring the foolish institution and I know nothing about the ginger brides virtues, she is not the ginger tart. The foolish ginger tart is the dessert in the Highcliffe castle coffee shop. The tart looked nice but I had the Dorset apple cake instead :)