I Am Ten

This blog has been knocking around a few years now. The last five years it's been maintained more out of habit that anything else. And it's a habit that is becoming less frequent with time. But it's been going more than ten years. So the title is not about the blog. If you were loitering in … Continue reading I Am Ten →

Three Turtles Less

I've just passed the ten month mark since my departure from Mexico. I'm hoping, even with a worst case scenario, that I'm beyond the half way point. There's less time to go till my return to Mexico since my leaving the place. The UK has had its ups and downs for us. But truth be … Continue reading Three Turtles Less →

The Favourite

Do I have a favourite turtle, of the ten living in my yard? It's tough to choose. Bob has always had the most character. Florecita took an awful lot of TLC and cash to save her from an early grave when we rescued her. Paola's favourite is Angus. And then there is Baby, the turtle … Continue reading The Favourite →

I Am Five

They grow up so fast. One minute you're cleaning their colitas for them; the next they are ready to fly from the nest. Or clamber out of the pond and stroll off to a lake, as the case may be. Bob and Homer are now a whole five years old. I have far more photos … Continue reading I Am Five →

You Gotta Fight

For your right. To sunbathe. So says Bob. Or should I call him Beatie Boy Bob. I know I go on a lot about my turtles, all ten of them. And especially Bob. They're such excellent pets. They just sit out there on the patio, minding their own business, perfectly happy so long as they're … Continue reading You Gotta Fight →