Nelly's Garden

  Stuck The photograph was taken in Leitrim about ten years ago at a large gathering of family and friends, marking a special birthday and a...

Our last remaining kunekune pig died a few days ago, at the age of fifteen. Nellybert are no longer pigkeepers. We won’t be getting any more...

I used to think my mother would live to be over 90, but it was not to be. She did have what’s often described as a good innings , a cricketi...

Twenty years ago, there was a lot going on. I was working, and Bert had a job too. We were in the middle of fixing up this house while also...

 For years, a pair of spotted flycatchers raised brood after brood in a nest above our front door. The nest was perfect, overlooking an exp...

An opium poppy sport that self-seeded. I love these surprises. Last night, I had decided that I would take the train to Belfast. Knowing it ...

My plan to use this blog as an aide-mémoire hasn’t progressed as well as I’d hoped. It’s been twelve days since my last post, and although n...