Walking Out with the Lady Mayoress

With her newly found freedom our Lady Mayoress is feeling like a new woman. She asked to go for a walk with me! With her Regalia dangling around her neck, it easily gets caught up on stiles and low hanging branches, etc.. I suggested she removed the whole lot and put it in the Mayoral Safe. It was just like a weight off her mind, she said she felt as though she was incognito without the regalia…….

I took her to the Riley Green Bluebell Woods, she was very happy.

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She’s not used to the wild things of life, up to now, formality has been the order of the day for her. I pointed out that the bluebells, though very beautiful were the Spanish type, heavily frowned upon by RHS. mayday arc 001

After our walk, I decided to build a Maytime Arch in her honour. I used self seeded birches from an old demolition site. She was even happier. Now when we return home in the Roller, we glide through the arch and she knows she’s home.  On special days I may festoon the Maytime Arch with the Old Mayor’s Regalia. Thank goodness we haven’t seen him now in weeks! These days together are making me very fond of her. With her hair up & her regalia down, she is an attractive woman……

Lady Mayoress’s Garden

Well, a whole week has gone by and not a word from the Mayor of Riley Green! The Lady Mayoress, who is far more amenable, seems to be enjoying his absence. She asked me to bring more flowers and trees into this narrative and, while the cat’s away, less of his pompous, arrogant and raucous behaviour. It’s more like letting nature take its course and less Pomp & Circumstance. Yesterday I cleaned and polished the Roller and took the Lady Mayoress to a garden centre where she bought some seeds for planting in her greenhouse. Crowd Funding Finances of course.

I took some pictures of her Pear Blossom and some of her fantastic tulips. She really appreciates my attentions and our friendship seems to be growing.

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I like taking pictures of flowers instead of sunsets all the time………………

 

No Mayor, No Care!

It’s eerie here in Riley Green, we don’t know what’s the score.

No Mayor in sight, do I take pictures or not? Do I clean the Roller?

Do I help the Mayoress in her garden? I’ve no idea. Last night I captured yet another sinister sunset.

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Yesterday I took a picture of one of the Mayoress’s bushes.

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You know what, I think she doesn’t know where he is, and better still, I don’t think she cares. As long as I can still have access to community funds, I don’t care either!

 

Mayor Sacked, Tower Hamlets.

Since hearing the news regarding the ex Tower Hamlet’s Mayor, our Riley Green Mayor is keeping a low profile….. Here is what has happened in the London Borough according to the BBC……………

“This is not the consequence of the racial and religious mix of the population, nor is it linked to any ascertainable pattern of social or other deprivation.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Mr Mawrey ( the Judge) also described Bangladesh-born Mr Rahman as an “evasive and discursive witness whose evidence was untruthful on occasion” and suggested he had played “race” and “religious” cards.        “It is the result of the ruthless ambition of one man.”

This judgement really strikes home in our Hamlet & the Mayor is running scared. He thought he could mix it with the big boys, but no he can’t. The Tower Hamlets Mayor knew all the angles and ‘Hamlet’ qualified him for the Rural Mayors of Rural Britain (RMRB) meetings. He ran rings around our country bumpkin Mayor and it’s rumoured that he took much of our crowd funded funds (”for further investment, you understand”).  The Mayoress was shocked when the Mayor recently offered to do some decorating, wondering why he wasn’t about his usual ”duties”. No more pontificating, at least for a while………How will he explain the missing funds?

 

 

 

 

 

Ambleside, here we come.

The Mayor was off on another so called Official visit last weekend, to Ambleside this time. Second meeting of Rural Mayors of Village Britain, (RMVB).  I drove him there with his usual pomp and ceremony, but he tried his disconcerting swagger and regalia thing to no avail, and ended having to use Riley Green Community Funds to pay for his belly full of ale & the other four mayors as well. He went with the Mayoress who is far more amenable than he, & she drank only fresh orange juice throughout.

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I heard him embarrassing her and all around him, with his unnecessary tales of ales in Riley Green and district, saying that there would be nothing in Ambleside to compare with Downtown Darwen’s Dizzy Danny. He shut up very soon when he tasted Hawkshead Brewery’s Jester (as seen above). Hawkshead do a fantastic range of good ales & this Jester is a special, it may or may not be brought into their range. It has only 3.7 strength, but the Mayor had a lot of it. I thought that the beer had an appropriate name, suiting this Riley Green Jester most admirably!

You might like to see the Hawkshead range of real ales

Forest Fire in Riley Green

Last night was another of the Mayor’s Scares nights.

Looking through his Parlour window he thought that Duxon Hill Woods were alight. Fooled again………….it was the sunset of the month so far.

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Early this morning with the National News telling us about the polluted air around us, it explains why the rising sun was less bright, having to fight through the poisoned atmosphere.

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Spring again, Riley Green

Before the sun broke through the Riley Green morning mist this Long Tailed Tit was perched on a Beech tree. Not sure if it was drinking from the water droplets or catching unsuspecting insects. It was with the usual gang of at least a dozen or so, none of them really giving the photographer much chance of a decent shot, forever on the move between quick snacks.

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Later in the afternoon, after a warm sun had encouraged these fat lambs to rush relentlessly around the fields, sometimes jumping two feet up in the air, fatigue takes over for some of them.

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This one basks in the sun, dreaming. Do we know just what a fat lamb might be dreaming? Maybe “when I grow up I want to be just like Shaun the Sheep”. Little does it know that within only a few weeks it will be off to market, and will soon be valuable Spring Lamb on the butcher’s slab! (& very nice too.)

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I was up before dawn today. After our recent gruelling voyage to Milton Keyes, the Mayor said that he wanted “that filthy heap” cleaning and polishing before today’s departure to Darwen. My supercilious boss bags all the freebies he can and today he’s looking for free beer again at the Hopstar Brewery Tap, in Downtown Darwen.  It is common local knowledge that their beer is excellent and when we draw up outside in the Roller, him in his shiny off-black suit and regalia, promising them the Earth, they think they might be in for providing refreshments at the Mayor’s annual open day in Riley Green. How anyone can be fooled by this biggest fool of all, I do not know, but he always comes away with his belly swilling around several pints of their well popular “Dizzy Danny”.

 

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