Hello again. I hope that you had a good weekend. We had rather gloomy days weather-wise. I had intended to go out for a walk, but in the end it didn't happen. There was the usual housework and some shared cooking (layering up lasagne sheets in a baking tray). Mr P made the tomato sauce and I made the topping of white sauce flavoured with parmesan cheese. Most of the time we just pottered, watched the Remembrance Services and the Lord Mayor's Parade televised broadcasts from London, Strictly Come Dancing etc. I do find I get a melancholy feeling at this time of the year. It's mainly because of the gloomy weather, not being able to walk out so much because of the cold and also I feel sad about conflicts of any kind.
I did a bit of reading and embroidery although I can't spend too long on close work now. I have quite a few craft projects in my sewing basket and I thought I would start on one of the easier ones.
I like to follow an outline rather than do free form stitching. This pack that the grandchildren sent through the post a while ago when we were in lockdown is simple as the stitches are mainly straight stitch, outline stitch, French Knot and Lazy Daisy stitch.
This is what it should look like when it's finished and then I shall have to find a frame.
As this blog is also meant to be a personal record which I find useful because it's easy to forget past events I'm still thinking of our time in Reading. The above flowers were bought to take to put on the family graves at the municipal Henley Road Cemetery in Caversham - parents, grandparents and my uncles are all in the oldest part of the cemetery. We also bought some slate chippings to refresh my Uncle James' grave (Little Jimmy who died when he was knocked down in the street outside school. It was a tragic accident that I've written about before). I'm thankful that our daughter or her children who live in Reading visit the cemetery and put fresh flowers on the graves.


We saw some woodpeckers by the family graves. They were next to the fence that separates the cemetery from the parkland of the former British Broadcasting World Service building and the birds must spend time in one of the oak trees in the grounds as I went to take a look over the fence and could hear them there when they flew off when we approached. Daughter D identified them as green woodpeckers. They eat insects they find in the earth.

We saw mistletoe berries there too.
To finish off here are some images of the Oxfordshire villages we drove through on our way back home.
a church built of knapped flint at Stoke Row near Henley-on-Thames
the War Memorial at Cookley Green
a black and white timber framed cottage, Watlington
The Market Hall, Watlington, built by the Stonor family in 1663, refurbished in 2013
A Remembrance Day display, Watlington
Stopping at roadworks in Watlington allowed me to take more photos. To the extreme right is the entrance to Watlington Methodist Chapel.
more brick and flint
Back at home the bouquet of flowers that was given to us by Berkshire grands are still looking fresh and lovely.
There's a lot to share with you regarding the garden in November. That will have to wait for another day.
Meanwhile, thank you for coming by. Have a good day!