Nuthatch
Today was a bit of a curate’s egg. On the plus side, I managed to get all the Saturday morning chores done – taking in the supermarket delivery, making yogurt and bread, and so on – quickly and without any … Continued
High fashion
R had to go into Stratford early this morning to pick up his new car, and I went along too, dipping out of the bit where the salesman talked him through every knob and button and lever and safety feature … Continued
Distraught
I first spotted this male Mute Swan as I was walking over Lucy’s Mill Bridge, and realised that he was completely beside himself about something, but it took me several minutes to see beyond his fury and unravel the story … Continued
Charismatic
The storm worked its way through overnight, and by this morning the weather was calm, though it wasn’t especially warm and the light was dreary. Still, I was anxious that Amy might have seen off the Migrant Hawkers – usually, … Continued
Succeeding
“Are you trying to photograph dragonflies?” said the young man, with a kind of laughing sneer. I returned a bland smile. “Trying,” I replied. “And succeeding.” As he turned away he let out a quiet snort, which for a split … Continued
