Sorry, I really did mean to become more regular, and to get round and wish everyone the compliments of the season before it happened. As usual, me and my good intentions didn’t quite gel. So I hope you all had a good Christmas, and go on to have a great New Year.
I just noticed that my last post was my 3,500th. As you know, this has no real significance, but I always like to see a round number. 3,500 is so much better than 3,499, and also better than 3,501, despite being a smaller number. It’s a minor achievement on my way through life, so I won’t mention it again. Other people have written more. Some people have posted fewer times and managed a much higher quality. Some are much more regular and disciplined. That’s life. We’re all different. Some of us, for instance, take childish pleasure in round numbers.
The reason I used bird photos yesterday, as you probably guessed, was because we have started feeding the birds in the new garden. So far it has been a bit quiet, but it is showing signs of building up.
So far (this is now the fifth day) we have had blue tits, robins, great tits, long-tailed tits, dunnock, blackbird and pigeon. The pigeon can’t work out how to get at the food. We have also had magpies, but they haven’t yet attempted to feed.
It will take a while for the visits to build up, then I will start complaining about the amount they eat. At the moment the weather is mild, there seems to be plenty of food about and I imagine that most people round here have feeders so there won’t be a shortage of bird food.
The robins met whilst hopping along the back wall. One started posturing. The other, which I believe is the current owner of the territory, puffed up to double in size and the interloper flew off. You see all sorts of things when you are washing up.
We had frozen vegetarian nut roast for Christmas dinner, as my sister came round. It’s easier for us to become temporary vegetarians than it is to force-feed her meat. I prepared red cabbage with apple and onion and Christmas spices the day before then did potatoes. carrots, parsnips, sprouts and leeks on the day, using a list of timings as a guide. The potatoes, which I did properly (par boiled, knock the edges about, hot oil etc) turned out well. The gravy, which came with the nut roast, was not so good. The sachets, which I heated up with the carrots, both split and released the gravy. Fortunately we were able to make an alternative vegetarian gravy.
Then, twenty minutes after the meal was over, it struck me. I had forgotten to reheat the red cabbage. Senior moment alert . . .




Birds coming in to feed at the new house sounds exciting! Those are very nice robin photos. That puffed up looks like a bit like a feathered tribble.
🙂 I’d never thought of that comparison before. They can be quite pugnacious and territorial.
Watch out for those marauding magpies
Strange to think that when I was a kid we had no magpies within 80 miles, then they just spread and spread . . .
I am very envious about the long tailed tits. They are lovely little birds.
They are, I was pleased to see them. The red kite has been over again, but they don’t seem to be attracted by sunflower hearts . . .
A little mince is the way to a red kite’s heart. If my brother-in-law puts some out on his lawn, he gets a kite in no time.
I must admit to being tempted, but the RSPB advises against it and I am struggling with my conscience.
It only took five days! That’s wonderful.
We think the blue tits are prospecting a nest site under a broken tile in the bungalow next door. However, I’m a little rusty with the camera so must practice. Happy New Year.