Quentin Stafford-Fraser's blog
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Hello, everyone, I’m Tilly!
I came to live with Quentin and Rose just a week ago, and they haven’t had any time for blog posts since!
I was allowed to go out in the big wide world for the first time yesterday, and it’s a very strange place – all white and cold! But I can bite lots of it, so that’s good.
It looks as if there’s a very big world out there to explore!
But exploring too much of it is very exhausting so I need to have a snooze afterwards.
The publisher asked me to take some pictures of Rose for the Polish translation of The Blackstone Key. I'm quite pleased with this one:
I think part of its appeal for me is the Mona Lisa smile: What is that girl thinking?
On a country walk today, I came across this wonderful beast. It’s hard to get a feel for scale here, but it was very big!
Do you think this is the sort of thing farmers dream of getting when they win the lottery, where others might aspire to Ferrari-ownership?
More rural, autumnal pictures here.
...everything looks like a tripod!
I’m a big fierce bird.
No, really, I am!
You think I’m only small, but I’m going to be big and fierce one day.
Are you scared yet?
See – I’m practising already.
There, that’s a pretty fierce look!
Rose and I have been removing some foliage today. This was the second load...
The undercroft at Old Soar Manor, in Kent. Light has shone through this door for over 700 years.
I pulled up behind this enormous truck, which towered over the (not insubstantial) car I had borrowed from my in-laws. There was one person in it, the driver, on his way to work, I should think.
There are two stickers on the back. The left one says, “Out of a job yet? Keep buying foreign!” and the other, “Please don’t fly MY flag on your foreign car!”
Somehow I think that’s not the real problem…
If you're visiting Salisbury Cathedral, and you want to make sure your photos don't look too much like those Constable paintings, here are some suggestions:
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Above Cotignac, Provence.
If there’s a convenient cave in the cliff next to your house, where better to park your Renault 4?