Yesterday morning I felt as though I'd come out of hibernation. I sat listening to The Archers (when is that Rob Tichener going to get his very just desserts?) as I got down to cleaning my cameras on the kitchen table and recharging numerous batteries. As I did so I noticed that the two bunches of daffodils that I'd bought last week were suddenly bursting out. I think I love the spring above all, and here was the perfect harbinger of both the season and the fact that this week I get back on the highways and byways of Unmitigated England. I just thought I'd share them with you.
Daffodils have made an appearance both in the household and garden, as the bulbs I planted back in September have started to emerge. I'm now looking forward to a colourful display of both daffodils and tulips this spring.
Thankyou Zephyrinus, I'm checking the oil and tyres now.
VK: Only snowdrops so far in the environs of Ashley Towers. In a previous existence I always looked out for aconites in January, bright yellow stars of hope.
A lovely jug of daffodils – such sights indeed recharge one's spiritual batteries. Round here, we reckon that the roadside daffodils should be out by race week (Cheltenham Gold Cup), but that's three weeks away yet.
I did a little gardening yesterday in lovely sunshine, and found primroses flowering which were definitely not out the other day. And I've noticed the birds singing much more, especially in the mornings. I'm daring to start thinking that spring might not be too far away.
Remember Derek Tangye's account of leaving the city life and buying a daffodil farm in Cornwall? Bloody hard, cold work harvesting them. It really is a miracle that for only a quid a bunch in Sainsburys (probably way too cheap), your home can be cheered beyond measure. I see you're utilising the admirable Adnams enamel jug...for good measure. Bon chance and bring us more, much more.
I am a designer, writer and photographer who spends all his time looking at England, particularly buildings and the countryside. But I have a leaning towards the slightly odd and neglected, the unsung elements that make England such an interesting place to live in. I am the author and photographer of over 25 books, in particular Unmitigated England (Adelphi 2006), More from Unmitigated England (Adelphi 2007), Cross Country (Wiley 2011), The Cigarette Papers (Frances Lincoln 2012), Preposterous Erections (Frances Lincoln 2012) and English Allsorts (Adelphi 2015)
"Open this book with reverence. It is a hymn to England". Clive Aslet
Preposterous Erections
"Enchanting...delightful". The Bookseller "Cheekily named" We Love This Book
The Cigarette Papers
"Unexpectedly pleasing and engrossing...beautifully illustrated". The Bookseller
Cross Country
"Until the happy advent of Peter Ashley's Cross Country it has, ironically, been foreigners who have been best at celebrating Englishness". Christina Hardyment / The Independent
More from Unmitigated England
"Give this book to someone you know- if not everyone you know." Simon Heffer, Country Life. "When it comes to spotting the small but telling details of Englishness, Peter Ashley has no equal." Michael Prodger, Sunday Telegraph
9 comments:
Welcome back, Peter, to the highways and byways of Unmitigated England.
We look forward to more riveting Posts and scintillating pics.
Bon Voyage.
Daffodils have made an appearance both in the household and garden, as the bulbs I planted back in September have started to emerge. I'm now looking forward to a colourful display of both daffodils and tulips this spring.
Thankyou Zephyrinus, I'm checking the oil and tyres now.
VK: Only snowdrops so far in the environs of Ashley Towers. In a previous existence I always looked out for aconites in January, bright yellow stars of hope.
Maybe sitting in a jug of Adnam's beer helps with the bursting out!
A lovely jug of daffodils – such sights indeed recharge one's spiritual batteries. Round here, we reckon that the roadside daffodils should be out by race week (Cheltenham Gold Cup), but that's three weeks away yet.
I did a little gardening yesterday in lovely sunshine, and found primroses flowering which were definitely not out the other day. And I've noticed the birds singing much more, especially in the mornings. I'm daring to start thinking that spring might not be too far away.
Remember Derek Tangye's account of leaving the city life and buying a daffodil farm in Cornwall? Bloody hard, cold work harvesting them. It really is a miracle that for only a quid a bunch in Sainsburys (probably way too cheap), your home can be cheered beyond measure. I see you're utilising the admirable Adnams enamel jug...for good measure. Bon chance and bring us more, much more.
Love the Adnams jug.
lovely… & of good cheer where needed!
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