This is my neighbour's tree, decorated for Easter. At least I think those coloured baubles are meant to be Easter eggs!

George Street in the Old Town here. The Tudor-looking pub in the middle distance is completely bogus; it went up in the late 1950s.

This is not the most brilliant photo but it is one I took standing about three yards/metres from the 'phone mast yesterday.

What a lovely landscape Sue.

one of the many beautiful Tudor buildings in Chester.

Well, mugaboo just beat me to it but it is daffodil season. Here's one in Bigwood, Hampstead Garden Suburb, with various pieces around it to create an artistic scene of nature.

I don't know about Mugaboo beating you to it but posted a photo of potted daffs on 7th March and a field of daffodils on 14th March - most of the outside daffodils are well past their best here, even back then I was finding it difficult to find non-dead ones.

Frangipanis (also known as Plumeria) are my favourite flowers. This is one is from my step-father's garden. He and I both have lots of frangipani trees in our yards.

Oooh lovely, Mother Goose! They are only white (well, creamy) here as far as I know. They have yellow centres and smell divine.

This is azalea season here in southeastern North Carolina. It looks like every frontyard in town is filled with blooms. Here is a bush from our frontyard.

Wow, I think I may have just figured this out.

This is a different sort of quilt than we see above. It has matching pillows and a table runner (or dresser runner).

Ren, we have several of the creamy white ones with yellow centres. We also have pink, apricot and blood red ones.

I love their fragrance and I always buy frangipani-scented products, like airfreshener for the loo, etc. I even wear gold frangipani earrings!

How lovely! maybe I will get to see some of the coloured ones this week or so(ahem! While I am in Australia).

Here's Katt, about to play with his mouse that hangs from a cupboard doorknob.

Katt is absolutely gorgeous - he looks like my cat Tiberius (who died a few years ago at the age of 17).

Katt certainly looks very purposeful, doesn't he?

This is the lower end of All saints Street in the Old Town.

Daffodils round here are still very much in full bloom. Here's some 'wild' ones in the Lea Valley Regional Park.

This litle muscari is self seeded and growing between the wall and the tarmac. It seems a shame to have to zap it with weedkiller, but it will have to go.

A view across the River Wey at Guildford showing a Pub a friend and I sometimes use. Our wives go shopping while we come here. An arrangement that's mutually agreeable all round .

Mrs TW and I were here with the family on today's visit, so no pubbing. I cast a longing view across the river and settled for taking this photo instead. A few more Guildford photos to show over the coming days:



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As I can't buy the cars I really like or live in the houses I've always kept models of the cars and taken photos of the houses. I do and always have lived in art deco houses, but never as big as this one. And this is just the side, the front was obscured by trees. It's in Edgware near where I used to live before this house.

What I didn't tell you yesterday is that Katt knows there's food in that cupboard! Probably explains his purposeful approach.

Here's one of the older buildings downtown - shame about the ugly storefronts, eh?

Guildford Castle Keep (12th century). It used to be just a shell. You could go into it, look up and see the sky. In 2003 they spent lots of money on it. There are floors in it now and it's possible to climb a spiral staircase (some of it original stone) to the top. There are some good views from up there.



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Queen's Avenue, a Victorian shopping arcade setting out its stalls for the day.

This afternoon I was trying to sack up the trimmings from when I cut back some plants and shrubs, I didn't quite finish but I made a good start - lawn mowing this weekend weather permitting so it has to be cleared.

The picture below shows what I have been doing on the days when it has been particularly nasty out, cold and wet.