Mr Whiskers
The joys of old age – or not. So there I am, earlyish this morning, searching the garden for invertebrates, macro in hand, reading glasses on because I’m soooo long-sighted now, and therefore needing to be no more than about … Continued
The joys of old age – or not. So there I am, earlyish this morning, searching the garden for invertebrates, macro in hand, reading glasses on because I’m soooo long-sighted now, and therefore needing to be no more than about … Continued