I have been busy recently transforming a fairly flimsy polytunnel into something a little more bomb proof for my wife who has taken up vegetable gardening in a big way and it is proving quite a challenge, as she keeps changing the required specification but that’s perfectly fine for we all know it’s a woman’s prerogative to change her mind.
Today, was the requirement to add windows each end which will allow for a through draught when the weather gets a little too hot and hopefully a convenient breeze will come to cool down whatever she will be growing.
I’m not sure if she sent our daughter out shopping or if she went of her own accord but the end result was that there was lashings of jam and cream and plain scones. No-one should be allowed to eat a cream tea unless it is with plain scones and as you can see from the photograph I have indulged/made a pig of myself.
This is the result of my second time round and I have to report that I have survived without having a massive heart attack, although as you can see from the vast quantity of cream which I have eaten, I think it must have been a close run thing.
I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent.
Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work.
I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise.
I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013.
My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie.
I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes.
I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage.
My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
I wonder how many gallons of cream you can get in a catering pack, only as you can see I’m partial to quite a fair bit on my own let alone with others helping me out.
The Diary of a Country Bumpkin 
I am glad to see you Cornish, cream on top of jam👍😃
Surely, it’s the only way!
What size crowd can you cater for? I’ve organised for a few friends to come down to yours for tea!
I wonder how many gallons of cream you can get in a catering pack, only as you can see I’m partial to quite a fair bit on my own let alone with others helping me out.
I’ll come by myself in that case!