Nelly's Garden

I believe in the existence of badgers. I've seen the entrances to their setts, I've heard them snarl at Ziggy when he went down thei...

  Possibly the same female taken a couple of years ago First thing this morning I was out looking for survivors from the fox attack but the...

  We were already down to four chickens. Then our new rooster (not pictured) was nabbed by Foxy at the beginning of the week. I kept the rem...

 Since Saturday I’ve hardly been out of the house. There was a quick and early run to the Spar for our weekly print journalism treat, the We...

Sunday morning, and Bert stays in bed with his book. When he comes down I ask him, What are you reading now? J.M. Coetzee. Dusklands. Is it ...

Our two oldest grandchildren, Martha and Evie live in town which is very convenient for them. Handy for the shops, the cafes, friends, schoo...

  There are now at least two collie type dogs living on our road that are called Jess, our Jess and Clint's Jess.  Clint's Jess has ...

I was making soup and needed a large onion so, outside to find Bert who is clearing the middle bay of the polytunnel. He is going to make an...

  First thing in the morning I let Cleo out for morning pees and poos. Delighted to say that it is more than 50 hours since she has performe...

Over Christmas and the New Year I got out of the way of walking in the woods. Too busy. Busy cooking, busy eating, busy entertaining. Hannah...

  The Sweet Waters of Europe Just as Bert finished reading Dutch Interior I'd completed Master Georgie by Beryl Bainbridge. I handed it ...

The day did not get off to a good start. Bert came downstairs waving a copy of Frank O'Connor's Dutch Interior and giving off about ...

  Wow! New Year’s Eve already. Where did this last week go? New tradition. I opened my presents on Christmas Eve as I knew I was going ...

I'll start with the night before the day before Christmas Eve when we had a visit from the smartest man I know. It is always good to see...

The big shop begins with a list, a list carefully curated to the last ounce of caster sugar. But first I have the last Christmas present to ...

When does Christmas begin?  Some would say when the deckos and tree go up. In that case, there will be no Christmas at Nellybert's for t...

  Posted on 16th November, 2015 Holly is not a happy cat...   but Bonnie is pleased with her new kitten. Sharing the scoff On Friday I was w...

  Fred died today after a short illness. He was just over fifteen years old. After we said goodbye to Fred, Bert said, It's been a tough...

  Wellington Street back in the day when Bert knew what was what and where things were. So yesterday we went to see the EAMS Christmas Con...

Since I started wearing my I Can't Believe It's Not A Fitbit I've been obsessed with my sleeping patterns. My average sleeping t...