Bleak
It was a lovely bright morning for a drive to Warwick. Unfortunately, it was a dark, cold afternoon for arriving back in Stratford, and shortly after I arrived in Holy Trinity churchyard I got the full weather trifecta, when it … Continued
Local Ice Cream
From time to time I amuse myself by wondering what people from the past would think of the way we live now, if they suddenly time-travelled forward from their own era. This pondering began at a time when I was … Continued
A chaos of gulls
A dreary, damp Monday morning in Stratford was enlivened by quarter of an hour at the river, watching a succession of people arriving and throwing bird food, and the absolute scenes that immediately followed. ‘Feeding frenzy’ barely covers it. As … Continued
Emergency Robin
Today wasn’t the best day I’ve ever experienced. After running through the usual Saturday morning chores, I had to go out to Bourton-on-the-Hill for a sectional rehearsal for our upcoming choir concert. This went surprisingly well, to be fair, but … Continued
The Skating Minister
Oh no – sorry. It’s not The Reverend Robert Walker Skating on Duddingston Loch – it’s a Moorhen. R and I were in Warwick again today, on the coldest morning of the winter so far. Afterwards we dropped down to … Continued
Emotional support Ferret
R and I went to Stratford this morning, where the rain had stopped but the river was out of its banks, and wandered up the north side of the river into town. There wasn’t much going on, especially bird-wise, but … Continued