Sherlock Holmes I ain’t
I mentioned my bird food thief the other day. Things didn’t go quite as planned. I put out the bird food all right and hung it on a tree. The next day it was fucking gone again. As to the … Continue reading →
Category Archives: Around the garden
On being an Attenborough
When it comes to presents I never know what Daughter will come up with. Not for her a gift of a sweater or a pair of socks. She invariably comes up with something I would never have thought of, such … Continue reading →
Dennis the Menace
It has been sort of blustery here for the last few days. It started with Ciara apparently, Ciara being the tacky name they gave the wind. So Ciara hung around for a while and then magically transgendered into Dennis without … Continue reading →
First refusal
I had a grocery delivery yesterday. Normally I have the garage door open so he can trot in with his crates of whiskey groceries straight through to the kitchen and dump them on the table. Not so yesterday. I had … Continue reading →
A damp squib
Herself and I were bored last night. I had run out of reading material and Herself had run out of flies to pull the wings off. We decided with a sort of one sided mutuality to watch television even though … Continue reading →
