Wildlife


Diary of a Heart Attack.

A Very Serious Event: Diary of a Heart Attack. Bertie: “Can you see over there across the bay, Eamonn? That’s Skomer Island.” Eamonn: “Ahh, Bertie. Oi would love to go tere.” Bertie: “Well, Eamonn. When you came to us from Alice’s Bear Hospital, we did promise you adventures. How would like to take my place…


The Darling Buds of May… “Murdered by Surrey County Council”

The Darling Buds of May… “Murdered by Surrey County Council”. David Gilmour… (once of Pink Floyd): Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds to shake the darling buds of May, And summer’s lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of…


Grass. Part 2.

Grass. Part 2. A Compendium of 2018 Grass.


Ooh la la la.

Ooh la la la. Ooh la la la, c’est magnifique. Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, !!! You must come! We’ve found a wasp nest. You must come. (Your scribe for this week is me, Trevor. An honour to give you this remarkable story.)


Cuckoo.

Cuckoo.  “Cuckoo, cuck-ooh, cuck-oooh…” Was Bobby half asleep? Maybe he was a little “cuckoo” himself! The days of waiting for the first “cuc … koo”, to confirm that summer really was here, seemed a distant memory. Hearing that evocative, unmistakable call again would be wonderful. Especially from his cosy bed at Laurel Cottage. The…


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