Category Archives: Parochial

Reporting to the law

A week or so ago I rang the police to report a guy behaving oddly in our street. Walking down drives and looking in windows is odd and standing staring at me when he happens to notice me looking out from upstairs didn’t help his case. Nothing actually happened, but if you want to look [...]
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Local graffiti

I like graffiti. I don’t mean random vandalism with abuse sprayed on houses, I mean ‘spraying with style’. When there has been large construction work in the city the wood boards they put around are soon decorated. While some paint is crude and forgettable other work has style, sends a message, shows talent, should be [...]
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Leicester on Google Earth

It just got updated. I’ve been able to show J the different routes I take when walking Winston which is cool, we’ve checked out a couple of other locations and been quite surprised at the detail. It’s not sharp but it’s way better than it was. The images are – at least of our house [...]
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Watching sparks

One of the walks I take Winston on – usually the late one – means we go under the M1 then up to a large roundabout which covers 2 double lane roads – it also feeds into and off the motorway. It’s fairly large and on a Sunday fairly quiet. Just after crossing the pathway [...]
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Mr Whippy arrives

The crocuses have just made it out of the frozen earth. The trees still think it’s winter. It’s bloody cold and windy outside. It’s after 5:30pm. and I just heard the first Ice Cream Van of the year. Madness :)
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A feathered visitor

Thankfully, this and the fox don’t meet each other. (He wouldn’t pose hence the blurriness)
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Village Porn

I had my eyes tested for the first time in 10 years today. I’m just about as blind as I was then. On the way back from the city I’d missed the bus which drops me closest so rather than wait an hour I caught one that dropped me at the other end of the [...]
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A Scary Old Lady

There’s an old lady living next door on the right. J says she ever so sweet if slightly batty. She just knocked at the door. She told me that I can use her garden waste bin for the leaves around our garage. I said Thank you but that it was a bit windy right now [...]
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Suspicious Minds

There is a small estate which is about 200 yards from us. It comprises say 40 houses. We used to live there – it was our first (and only) home which we left in 2002. I mention this because both our girls have friends there and they are familiar with the place. It’s also one [...]
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Stealing

Wandered up to the corner shop we used to frequent when we lived in the village previously. No real changes – static village life for you – but he’s lost his young assistant. I asked where the lad had gone and I was told ‘Don’t know’. So I said it again – this lad had [...]
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