Wet play
All our hopes for a long, leisurely family day in the garden were stymied by the beastly weather, so we had to adapt. After lunch at BTP in Stratford, H went off to do some work, while the rest of … Continued
R and I went to Stratford this morning to run errands and eat cake, and I offset the cake a little by taking a rapid walk down to Weir Brake lock in search of dragons. I didn’t find any, probably … Continued
The weather forecast was poor this morning, but the Boy Wonder wanted to feed some ducks, so we rushed him into Stratford as soon as we could persuade him out of pyjamas and into clothes. In an ideal world he … Continued
Spring has sprung, The grass is ris, I wonder where the birdies is? R and I went to Stratford this morning, on an overcast and showery spring equinox. The river was almost devoid of birds, the black-headed gulls having left … Continued
It was so stormy overnight that this morning I had to retrieve a large garden rubbish bucket, which yesterday was tucked into what’s normally a sheltered space between the patio wall and the back wall of the house, from half … Continued
R and I went to Stratford this morning to run some errands. Part of the path along the south side of the river, between Stratford Lock and Lucy’s Mill Bridge, is under water following Thursday’s downpour, though the “tide line” … Continued
The number of black-headed gulls along the Stratford stretch of the Avon has plummeted over the last couple of weeks, as birds take themselves off to their breeding grounds. The RSPB estimate a breeding population in the UK of around … Continued