The Greek Hovel is now, after eight years, complete. No longer a hovel it is a luxury eco palace with a pool operational from early June until the end of September, a massive library and all mod cons. The thick stone walls keep it cool in the summer and warm in the winter. If you fancy splendid isolation in the Paddy Leigh Fermor land of the Mani, it is the place to be. And it is now available for rent as you can see below.
She is not for the avoidance of doubt, the 4th Tory MP in as many weeks finding themselves in a sex scandal. I am not allowed to say who the latest one, an alleged rapist, is but five minutes digging on the internet will let you know who it is. Sarah Atherton’s shaming is all to do with football.
The garden I created in the area once known as the jungle sits about 4-6 foot, depending on where you are, above the lane that leads to the Welsh Hovel. You may remember that last year I lined it with lavender bushes. Then came the weeds.
An ageing population, more covid deaths (pro rata) than England, a post-industrial and weak economy and a piss poor rugby team, Wales has real problems. So what is the answer? Of course: we need more politicians!
Thousands of folks on twitter liked this picture on twitter because in 2022 sniffing out sexism is almost as virtuous as sniffing out racism althought not nearly as virtuous as sniffing out transphobia.
That is what the media and the liberal elitists wish to tell you but it is a a lie. Shame on them all for parroting Sinn Fein/IRA. Parties supporting a United Ireland actually lost seats on Thursday. I explain the media’s disdain for Unionism, what actually happened and why there should, therefore under the terms of the Good Friday Agrement, be no poll on a United Ireland whatever IRA/Sinn Fein and their ignorant apologists such as Piers Morgan and the BBC suggest.
We are almost there. As of today, the Greek Hovel is now finished after eight years. We have lived at the Welsh hovel for three years and here too we are getting there as you can see below.
The liberal media are telling you that thanks to evil Presdent Trump loading the Supreme Court, Roe vs Wade may be overturned so meaning the end of 49 years of legal abortion in America. As ever that is just not is what is happening and at every level the Guardian/BBC/ Kirstie Allsop – with whom I was arguing about this on twitter – narrrative is just wrong. I try to explain why and – only because I am a man – have to start with my own personal involvment with abortion in order to justify what follows.
The role of my son and heir who will, I hope, see these trees at their maximum height was to hold the stakes as I whacked them into the ground with my new toy, a fencing rammer. One tree is at the far edge of the upper field next to the graveyard, the other, almost, at the other corner of the field, just above the line of the Ha Ha.I am aware that I need to cut back the grass around the saplings to make sure they grow and that is a job for this week. But two more trees are now planted to delight local innumerate celeb Ms Eleanor Farr.
The Rogue Bloggers for Woodlarks walk is looming. It is June 11.34miles. And my training to date has been poor. So, at 6.24 AM I set out for a little stroll as you can see below.
I am doing this to raise cash for an incredible charity. As you enjoy my real suffering below please do make a donation HERE
Mr Green is an author specialising in LGBTQA+ fiction. Some teachers invited him to two catholic schools in London, one secondary and one primary, to sign his books and speak to the kids. The diocese objected and sacked the Governors who stood with Mr Green. Mr Green is now encouraging his followers to “make a noise”, that is to say harass on social media, anyone connected with the Diocese of Southwark smearing them as bigots and homophobes. The teachers at one of the schools have gone on strike in support of the Governors. The BBC and the rest of the liberal media suggests that the left-footers are bigots. But hang on here…have they read Mr Green’s book?
It is nowjust 7 weeks away and I really must start training as soon as I am back in Wales. I hope that my fellow walkers( Miers, Basham, Basham’s trainer, Bell, Moore and two readersof this weebsite who seem frighteningly keen and fit) are better prepared. Anyhow, train I will for it is a great cause and we have now raised 4% of our £50,000 target but fear not I shall be begging almost daily from now onwards.
You might have thought that a population of 537 was already well served by the Kourounis taverna, what used to becalled Miranda’s, the new restaurant of Miranda’s grandson Thomas and an ouzerie on the road out of town which I have never visited. But no. We have a new option which you can see below. Here is how it works…
My fire lighting at the Greek Hovel ended on 16 April when my business partner, Nicho the Communist, came up for an inspection of our trees and told me that the burning season had ended two days previously. I was an accidental law breaker.
N restores old furniture and right now is assisting with the mending of an African table belonging to the Mrs. In return I shall be bringing him olive wood from the Greek hovel which has a distinctive and stunning core. The good news is that, thanks to my new Albanian tree pruner, I have plenty of fine samples to bring back to the rain sodden second world. N, enjoy…
