The new feeder didn’t remain restricted to the small birds for long. Later in the day R took a photo of an intruder who had found the robin seed feeder.

I bought a new feeder for the garden. I just hope the voracious jays and pigeons don’t knock it off as it is ceramic. Hoping that the little birds will be able to get the seeds in it and the big ones won’t. I have discovered that the bigger birds including Beaky the seagull are […]

R and I were chatting in his office this morning, when suddenly the power went out. Luckily R could still get to the Internet on his mobile to get to EE’s site, but the Vodafone coverage is not good enough for me to get online, although unlike a couple of years ago I can still […]

When I was a little child my mum used to read me a wee poem about “Dunoon, Dunoon the bonny wee toon”. I’ve always had a lot of time for it, as we used to go there on the ferry from Dumbarton when I was a child.   It has a fainty faded and old fashioned […]

There is a great story by Arthur C Clarke. It involves two westerners visiting a Tibetan monastery where for hundreds of years, the monks have been engaged in cataloguing the nine billion names of God; when complete the world will end. They install a computer system to finish the task, without any belief that there […]

R went to replenish our seed store yesterday. I like him to carry the sacks as they weigh 25kg and are a bit much for me. We try to keep the nuts and seeds in canisters as the shed tends to be a bit damp, and also the growing rodent population in there tends to […]

Since I was a child I have loved an old Deed box which has been in the family for ages. I don’t know how old it is, but I would guess at least 150 years. My Mum gave it to me recently and it was in dire need of repair – there were water marks […]

For the first time since we have lived here we finally saw three badgers at the same time. I always knew there were more than two and in fact badgers must be doing well at the moment as one of our neighbours had five in their garden the other day. I think this is Mum, […]

I despair of our politically correct establishment which has now spread to our RAF who have decided to remove the name of a dog who was important as the mascot of the Dambusters and was called Nigger because he was black. Removing the name from the grave takes away from the memory of the brave […]

Not one single cherry left on the tree today. I have three fir trees at the bottom of the drive which have largely died off and come autumn I will pull them out and plant some walnuts which I think will be largely immune to birds.