April 2019
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In April a pheasant knocked at my door before running off when I opened it; I also threw pottery for the first time, role-played in Bristol, walked amongst bluebells in Bentley Wood, went to a theatrical performance of Amélie, and visited Canterbury. Finally, most of my stuff was moved into self-storage prior to my move.
Bluebells
It seemed to be a good season for bluebells this year, with them popping up all over the garden in Devon, around Dartmoor and in Bentley Wood which I visited with Emily and her mum. I also found how to adjust the colour on my camera a bit to get the blue to pop a bit more than I've managed before!
It seemed to be a good season for bluebells this year, with them popping up all over the garden in Devon, around Dartmoor and in Bentley Wood which I visited with Emily and her mum. I also found how to adjust the colour on my camera a bit to get the blue to pop a bit more than I've managed before!
Canterbury and Margate
We visited Canterbury (and Margate) to play some escape rooms, and took the opportunity to look around my old university town. Gosh, it brought back a lot of memories.
We visited Canterbury (and Margate) to play some escape rooms, and took the opportunity to look around my old university town. Gosh, it brought back a lot of memories.
Amélie and cat photos
Finally, here are some photos I took of the lovely Mega and Kilo at Emily's mum when we visited for Easter. We went to see the new Amélie musical which was mostly very good, and we were probably closer to the target audience than most of the retirees who had shown up at the beautiful Watermill theatre for presumably an easy matinée performance and were instead confronted with sex toy shops and gnome-stealing millennials (there was an actual gasp of shock from somewhere in the audience when Amélie ran off with the garden gnome).
Finally, here are some photos I took of the lovely Mega and Kilo at Emily's mum when we visited for Easter. We went to see the new Amélie musical which was mostly very good, and we were probably closer to the target audience than most of the retirees who had shown up at the beautiful Watermill theatre for presumably an easy matinée performance and were instead confronted with sex toy shops and gnome-stealing millennials (there was an actual gasp of shock from somewhere in the audience when Amélie ran off with the garden gnome).
