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Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are indulging in a drop of Tipsy Tuesday.
This is the posh wine section of our local Waitrose supermarket. This is not where I buy our wine.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are celebrating the arrival of summer (though at the moment we get a couple or three seasons a day).
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are joining with the Modern Life is Crap group to announce that Modern Life is Crap.
At about 1.45pm in the middle of the week, Newport would normally be quite busy.
Here in Shropshire we're terrified of the consequences of a no-deal Brexit, and we're stockpiling EVERYTHING including flowers.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are weaving through the traffic and visiting the Basket World group.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are comparing charity shop purchases. This little blighter was described as 'harmless', though I beg to differ.
When we propped up a mattress outside our front door, to keep it dry while it was awaiting collection by the Council, little did we know that it would become a perch for the cats. First Lola lay on top of it, then Macey replaced her. This is Macey, the Cubist cat.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are focusing on Illusions.
Or she might be a fairy. We're not sure.
The cheese is Shropshire Blue, and it's topped with Rubie's Rubble piccalilli (which like most types of piccalilli is disappointing).
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are saying Happy Cheesemas because it's that time of the year.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are peering up at the skies in search of UFOs and aliens.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here group are invading the TBA Club group because I failed to choose a theme in time. Next time I must do better.
This was seen in an avant-garde emporium in central Manchester.
Remember folks. No dumping of bodies in the river. Okay?
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are shooting Plastic Animals. One of the prime suspects for the origins of Covid-19, the bat has to be my Mammal of the Year 2020.
Do note the ARPS (a red patch somewhere).
The gentleman is understandably delighted to think that he will soon be a father.
This is to mark the visit of the We're Here! group to Faux Flemish, and the Weekly Alphabet Challenge: H is for Happy.
According to Wikipedia, Jalfrezi recipes appeared in cookbooks of British India as a way of using up leftovers by frying them with chilli and onion. This English-language usage derived from the colloquial Bengali term jhāl porhezī: jhāl means spicy food; porhezī means avoid. Jalfrezi is usually prepared by stir-frying ingredients, a technique introduced to the region by Chinese cuisine.
Today-ish the Hereios of the We're Here! group are celebrating India and everything Indian, which happily coincided with our choice of chicken jalfrezi for dinner tonight.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are stacking and piling up objects (or shooting other people's stacks, as in this case).
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are shooting Offbeat Interiors. We find that the cooker extractor fan shaft is the ideal place for fridge magnets.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are taking photos in which there's Something not quite right.
I have had this tie for more than half a century. I don't wear it often but couldn't bear to part with it; it's my first silk tie.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are getting Knotted.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are indulging in Perfect Purple Saturdays. We have some petunias in our garden though they're looking a bit sorry for themselves after recent rain and high winds. This Virginia spiderwort is in better shape.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are celebrating Dead Scientists.
There's an article in the magazine of the Broseley Local History Society (May 2020), that tells the story of the well. A local philanthropist called George Pritchard died in 1861 after contracting typhoid fever. Several proposals were made as to a suitable memorial, including provision of a drinking fountain in the centre of the town; an appeal for funds for this raised almost £3,000.
The scheme was, however, strongly opposed by Dr Frederick Hezekiah Hartshorne of Alison House, Church Street. Some time before this Dr Hartshorne had sunk a well adjacent to his
premises and provided a supply of free water to local residents, whereas previously they had had to go to the Down Well in Dark Lane to fetch their water. He also contended that the fountain could never supply drinkable water because of the underlying ironstone bed. What was not known at the time was that George Pritchard had been paying Frederick Hartshorne £10 a year for
allowing public use of his well, something that only came to light after Pritchard’s death when the local Committee refused to take over these payments.
Despite Hartshorne’s objections, the project went ahead. But the water did indeed prove undrinkable and the fountain quickly fell into disuse. Some 20 years later a small boy drowned when he fell in whilst throwing stones down the well. In 1936 the District Council removed the wall and railings from around the monument and filled the well in, although the monument itself was only dismantled in the early 1950s.
Today the Hereios of the We're Here! group are being Star Wars Geeks. Make sure you view the episodes in order...