Day 7823 of The Cold – but (whisper it) I think I may be winning. If you never hear from me again, you’ll know that your mother was right, and in fact it isn’t a good idea to tempt fate. … Continued
Unexpected sawbill in the heron area. I suddenly remembered this morning that in all the hoohah around grandparenting and Christmas, I’d missed having my regular bloods taken. As this can lead to bitterness and recrimination from the rheumatology team I … Continued
That is, I was playing. The squirrel was busily engaged in the serious business of finding food – here I think it has a partly-eaten maple seed in its mouth. I was wandering along the south side of the River … Continued
The forecast had promised a wet and horrible day, but the weather had other ideas and threw all its worst stuff at us overnight, so although it was still very windy today, it was also warm and sunny. I even … Continued
…but no cigar. A rare sighting today of the elusive Welsh Mallard Hound, hunting out of its natural territory, down by Stratford Lock. If I’d been quicker on the uptake I’d have had its quarry in shot as well, but … Continued