Pilgrim’s progress beyond Slough

I haven’t been around much for the last couple of weeks. In fact my last post was on my birthday and concerned the Six Nations final games (men) which resulted in Wales being awarded the Wooden Spoon having failed to win a single game. Now some people, mainly those who don’t really know me, mightContinue reading “Pilgrim’s progress beyond Slough”

Spring is almost sprung as my hibernating pals return

It definitely looks as though Spring is about to jump out and say a big HELLO! to the world in general and hopefully our garden in particular. It doesn’t alleviate the sorrow I feel now that I have accepted the death of poor old Hopalong, my three-legged foxy friend. Last night, however, there were twoContinue reading “Spring is almost sprung as my hibernating pals return”

Night time raiders who treat our garden with complete disdain

One of our friendly hedgehogs bumbling around in the dark You, my readers, have probably realised by now that I enjoy nature and love our garden (mainly created by my dear Marion) as well as all the visitors – well, maybe not all, in fact definitely not all. We have always welcomed birds to ourContinue reading “Night time raiders who treat our garden with complete disdain”

Triple trouble or a family affair

When I first started filming the wildlife in our garden at night it seemed fairly straightforward. We had at least two hedgehogs because at they both turned up at the same time one night. In fact the one we named Horace appeared to be bullying the smaller hedgehog. We also knew we had two foxes,Continue reading “Triple trouble or a family affair”

Fern Hill

by Dylan Thomas 1914-1953 Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green, The night above the dingle starry, Time let me hail and climb Golden in the heydays of his eyes, And honoured among wagons I was prince of the appleContinue reading “Fern Hill”