Squirrels are evil little monsters. So far this year they have eaten half our tulip bulbs (and I'm sure they've got their eyes on the rest), probably all of the crocuses and dug holes in our newly laid lawn. Last year I stopped them by putting down some chicken wire but this year we were in a rush to plant the bulbs as the garden refurbishment had ( Read more... )

While excavating our study I came across buried treasure in the shape of my old nature diary. It was homework for the Easter holidays in 1964 and the combined efforts of my mum and dad won me first prize. As it's the only first prize I've (well I think I had some input) ever won I kept it but had forgotten where I had put it. Reading it was very ( Read more... )

J popped round to my mum's house this evening to fix something for her. As he was walking down her perfectly ordinary suburban road a badger popped out of an alleyway, snuffled across the pavement, sniffed the road, decided it wasn't to its liking and popped back into the alleyway. J was so close to it that there was no possibility of it being ( Read more... )

We decided to do something today that we have been meaning to do for years and visit the Barnes Wildfowl and Wetland Trust. It turned out to be one of London's hidden secrets, a beautifully tranquil and restful place, or it would have been if it hadn't been under the flight path to Heathrow! We are both absolutely hopeless at bird identification ( Read more... )

Another week goes by and I still haven't managed to update. I'm afraid I seem to have quite a lot to do that isn't LJ at the moment, but I am around and reading, just not updating. We go on holiday in a week so maybe after that I'll feel a little more communicative.

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